8915 Book(s) Related to the story of the woman at the well

I am trapped, there is no other way to go back and I will never be free from the bonds of fate that have been written in the record of my life.

I'm a big fan of fantasy stories, but never thought they would feel real at this point. As he moved quickly toward me, gripped my arm tightly and pulled me into his warm embrace.

"I found you!"

"What?"

"What's your name?"

"Hah?"

"Your name?!"

"Seline."

"Seline,"he let go of the hug, then looked at me fixedly. His slightly dark brown irises suddenly turned silver in a matter of seconds, then my eyes widened perfectly when he finished his sentence.

"Now, you're mine Seline! Only Mine!"

His lips immediately covered mine suddenly...

For a moment I heard a whisper, "Your destiny has begun my daughter."

Tripartite Love, Love Triangle

A situation whereby two guys fell in love with the same girl.

Love between Blood

Love between the rich and the poor

Then there's also WHS;

Wearous High School - From the name, WEAROUS..you should already know that it's an high school that welcomes mostly students from wealthy homes.

If you not rich or if you've got no connection or relationship with someone who's prosperous but you still prefer to attend that school, you'ld have no or few friends and of course; so many haters because, you would be disliked for no specific reason.

So in this school and it entire environment, the poor relates with the poor and the wealthy ones relates with their kinds.

Alana is a beautiful girl, kind, cheerful, innocent and sociable. Due to a slander Quenza Alana was kicked out of the house by her parents. Even his family members no longer considered him and removed his name from the family register.

Alana decided to go abroad, namely Germany. While living there, Alana managed to build a company and found a new family who loved her very much.

There, Alana also met a handsome young man whom she had once helped. The young man’s name was Devan Alexander.

I suffer from severe claustrophobia. The moment elevator doors close, I can barely breathe. My fiancé promised he would cure me. Instead, he locked me inside freight elevators, MRI chambers and underground bunkers. Every time I broke down, he filmed it. My brother laughed beside him. My father waited at home to watch the footage. They cut clips of my terror into videos, just to amuse Livia. I went home, clinging to the hope someone still loved me. But that warm cocoa was spiked with chili. He filmed me choking and tearing up, saying, “Send this to Livia for a laugh.” That night, they trapped me in the darkest place of all. They thought I would die. What they never knew: darkness was never my greatest fear.

Anna Brown has the ability to dream and go to the Moonland, the land of werewolves, and dark creatures. But she wished all her dreams were just like those that everybody has. Yet, her dreams were different. Her dreams weren't colors of rainbows and sunshine, her dreams became her reality, after all, she was a descendant of the Moon Goddess. The last of her bloodline. Nobody knew that she was the daughter of the Moon and Fire. However, Anna was beyond miserable, how fate played her, how she was just a pawn to an ancient war of werewolves. Her fierce visions were her grief untold, and she wished she could show it, she does. But she has to let the long-lost Golden Alpha Harry Camilton in so he can trust him yet, she doesn't know whom to trust and they shattered her hope, lies were told. Would she choose the promise of his love or choose the call of the Moon Goddess?

Marceline never imagined she would experiment with betrayal. But after seeing her husband tangled in the arms of her closest friend, she let herself taste what it felt like to sin. What began as one night of reckless desire soon turned into many nights of fiery passion and dangerous obsession—an affair she could not escape.

Yet even while indulging in forbidden pleasure, Marceline swore never to grant her husband what he wanted. Divorce. Philip would never be free. Anastasia would never have the happiness of standing by his side.

If they wanted to play with her heart, she would play with their lives. In this game of marriage, passion, and betrayal—only Marceline decides who wins

I have spent my whole life being the girl who counts exits.

New room — find the doors first. New crowd — map the faces before I feel them. New school — arrive knowing exactly how to disappear.

Aurelian Academy was supposed to be the same.

Get in. Stay invisible. Protect the prince my brother trusts me with. Come home. Nobody needed to know about the dark magic I've been hiding since I was old enough to understand what it does to people who find out.

Simple enough.

Until Roman Creed smiled at me across a rink at midnight and something inside me stopped being quiet.

Until Klaus — his half-brother, the one who says what everyone else is only thinking — sat across from me in a library and said, "Explain this." like he already knew I could. Like he'd already decided something about me before I'd opened my mouth.

Two boys. Two bonds I never asked for. One truth buried so deep in my family's history that finding it will change everything I thought I knew about why I'm really here.

Because the most powerful alpha alive owes my family a debt he has never paid. And Roman Creed knows exactly what that debt is.

My magic is waking up. My wolf is finally stirring. And the boy I was sent here to protect is hiding something that would break me — if I let it.

I came to this academy to stay invisible.

But some secrets, once they start surfacing, don't stop.

And neither do I.

So I have to ask — does he know who I am?

Or am I already too late?

“Shut up, boy," I ordered, my voice hoarse with desire. - Suck me. I'm dying to feel him in my mouth. Without hesitation, he knelt in front of me, his mouth opening in a perfect "o". The sensation of his warm, moist lips enveloping my member made me moan with pleasure. His movements were skillful, his tongue gliding masterfully, exploring every inch of my skin.
”Ah, boy... That's... that's too good," I murmured, my voice laced with pleasure.


Gabriel Dantas is tired of his life. Surviving as a call boy, he dreams of leaving everything behind and taking a job at the renowned company of Leonardo Cooper, the most powerful tycoon in Valmont. But until that opportunity arises, he continues to submit to empty nights and unknown clients - until one of them turns out to be none other than his future boss.

Unlike Gabriel, Leonardo doesn't see life as a battle for survival. He collects everything he wants, and when he meets Gabriel, he develops a dangerous obsession. When he discovers that the boy is selling his body, Leonardo decides that he needs to possess it completely, even if he has to hire him and bend him to his will.

In love with the game of power and control, Leonardo Cooper sees Gabriel as the perfect victim to mold and dominate. And when he finally hires him, Gabriel finds himself trapped in a psychological and seductive game, at the mercy of a man who is willing to do anything to break him and recreate him in his own image.

"You are nothing but a plaything! You exist to be used!"
When the man who once promised eternal love roared these cruel words, Angel's illusion of a happy marriage was shattered into bloody pieces.
Four years ago, endless domestic violence and humiliation dragged her into a living hell. Yet, that physical nightmare was merely the prelude to an even darker conspiracy.
Four years later, she finds herself trapped in a much more terrifying trap. To completely tame her, a mysterious controller is injecting her with a dangerous drug called "Therapyne." It is designed to block out her memory and numb out her emotions, erasing who she is. As her past slips away day by day, Angel struggles desperately on the edge of losing herself, knowing she might disappear forever.
A desperate plea for help becomes her last saving straw. Under constant surveillance, her friend must break into the core office to steal the personal clipboard, the hidden camera footage, and most importantly, a vial of Therapyne.
This is a brutal race against time. When Angel's mind finally goes completely blank, will she still be able to recognize the one who risks everything to save her? Will she break free from the shackles, or will she be reduced to a perfect, emotionless puppet forever?

Rosemary Decker, a 27-year-old marketing executive fleeing corporate burnout in Seattle, inherits her great-aunt's mysterious bookshop in Thornwick Hollow just as her life crumbles. But the inheritance comes with a chilling countdown—twenty-eight days until a crimson eclipse that occurs once per generation. Holden Ashworth, a devastatingly compelling stranger with secrets older than the mountain town itself, seems to know intimate details about her family history that she's never heard before. As Rosemary discovers the horrifying truth about an ancient covenant that has claimed six generations of women from her bloodline, she realizes Holden isn't courting her—he's preparing her for a ritual that will grant him immortality while consuming her life essence. But some family legacies are worth fighting for, and in Thornwick Hollow, the hunted might just become the hunter when the crimson eclipse rises and old debts written in blood come due.

Keira Del Carlo sold her virginity in the auction to save her mother and a billionaire bought her for more than 4 million dollars. Her life turned upside down when she signed the papers that the billionaire gave to her that night after she gave up her innocence.

Alessandro De Alegre was a vicious billionaire when it comes to business. But behind that merciless attitude, there's a soft spot that only meant for her.

He has been searching for his first love for a very long time until he found a lead that she's in an auction. He took advantage of it to have her back and made her sign the marriage contract while she's not herself. She didn’t even recognize him, and that’s when he found out that her memories with him had been erased.

All her time with him, he gave her everything including the Golden Age Entertainment that should belong to her. She lives with him without knowing that she's married to him the night he took her innocence and imprisoned her in his villa. She lives thinking that she’s the mistress.

Warning content!. Loveth was employed as a maid to Master Patrick Anderson mansion.
He was very cold and unfilling despite being the sole heir to Anderson cooperation.
Women flocked to be with him but he was ruthless and tossed them away like trash, due to his broken heart.
Unnoticed to him that he has a new maid at home. A good calming and caring wife-to-be, until one day he came back home and got drunk..
....
Patrick fell in love with Loveth, but his family rejected her, and sent her away, forcing her to abort his child. He searched to have her back and later discovered her with twin babies that were his, but she refused to accept him back, until after much pleading.
Read to find out.

Wren's life was supposed to be straightforward: work in the city, build her bakery dreams, keep her head down. Then her grandmother dies, leaving her a broken-down bakery at the edge of the Fae Wood and a will with two impossible conditions: keep it open, and never go into the Wood after dark.

She's about to lose both.

The ovens won't light. The building is crumbling. Wren has three months to make it work or lose the last piece of her family. And then she finds Ash—a scarred, silent fae exile living in her toolshed, refusing to leave.

He's dangerous. He's distant. He refuses to explain why he fixes things only to disappear. But when Wren discovers the ovens respond to fae magic, she realizes Ash is the only one who can help her save the bakery. Desperate, she makes him a deal: teach her to bake with magic, and she won't ask questions about why he's been hiding in her life.

Except questions are impossible to avoid when you're falling in love.

As Wren learns the secrets of enchanted bread and Ash begins to trust again, the bakery becomes a refuge for a found family of aunties, regulars, and one mysterious fox. But Ash's exile has an expiration date—and the Fae Court is coming to collect their debt.

Now Wren must choose: let Ash go back to the world he came from, or fight a magic she's only just learning to wield for the grumpy fae exile who taught her that home isn't a place—it's warm bread and someone who stays.

Grumpy×Sunshine romance, cozy fantasy, found family, fae magic, and slow-burn romance that makes your heart ache.

Clara Whitman-Harlan had been called graceful because no one had ever seen what it cost her to stay quiet. For ten years, she made Grant Harlan look like a man who had built an empire by discipline and vision. She hosted the dinners, calmed the vendors, moved money before payroll became a headline, and remembered which investor had a daughter with asthma and which supplier hated lilies. She kept every thank-you note, every invoice, and every awkward receipt that proved the Harlan fortune had not grown from Grant's charm alone.

Then a pregnant employee appeared in his calendar. Grant denied the affair. His mother blamed Clara for the child she had never had. The other woman smiled like innocence in a white dress. At a charity gala packed with donors, suppliers, family friends, and investors, they prepared a family trust for Clara to sign, supposedly for an unborn baby, quietly designed to transfer Clara's homes, dividends, and company rights into another woman's hands. They thought Clara would protect their name one last time. They forgot she had spent a decade protecting herself.

Sylvie Crane has spent years living as a ghost. She has no roots, no record, nothing for anyone to take note of.

When a criminal faction traces her to a warehouse in Velthorn City, it is Zarek Nox who steps between her and the predators they sent after her. He proposes an arrangement afterwards—stay close to him, as a matter of fact, marry him and become untouchable.

With no option left, she accepts, taking him as her only means of survival and the one who might actually save her from running.

What Sylvie doesn't know is that Zarek has known her for longer than she knows, that he had been searching and found her before the faction did. That the night they met was not by chance at all.

What she does know though is that she feels safer beside him than she has ever felt anywhere in a very long time.

And for the first time in years, part of her actually wants to let someone stay even though this someone was responsible for her brothers’ death.

Twenty-year-old rising TV reporter Alisha Murphy seems to have it all—beauty, brains, a perfect career, and an attractive boyfriend. But her latest assignment takes a dark turn when she investigates the chilling disappearances of eleven young women, all with the same initials: A.M.

As she follows the clues, she uncovers a terrifying pattern that leads back to one place—her boyfriend’s bar. What Alisha finds hidden beneath the floorboards is a nightmare beyond imagination. Now, she’s the final piece in a twisted ritual, and the only way to survive is to play along... until she can strike.

He just regarded me, I suddenly felt self-conscious. What does he see me as now, did I change from the person he knew?

“Why am I still here, you just terminated my employment.” I broke the silence, for me, it was uncomfortable to stay under his dark gaze.

“I dismissed you from that job because you will be my personal assistant now.” He said. I stare at him like he has lost his mind, personal assistant?

Why would that be me, considering our past it will be awkward between us to work directly together?

“You are kidding, right?” He must be kidding because been his personal assistant? What for? I have planned out how I was going to survive in this company, by staying out of each other way and not crossing parts.

Only for him to wake up this morning and decide that should be his personal assistant.

“Am I?” No, he doesn't look like he's kidding. His expression is as serious as that of an ugly rock.

Seven years ago, Mara Vale signed a confession for the man she loved.

Grant Mercer promised it was the only way to save their future. He said the hit-and-run was an accident, that his family would hire the best lawyer, that she would be home before their baby learned to walk. Instead, Mara gave birth in prison, lost her son to Grant's polished lies, and watched him build a new life on the story of being ruined by a criminal ex-fiancee.

Now Mara is free, broke, and trained in the one craft no one in Grant's glittering world respects until they need it: the restoration of damaged photographs, burned paper, and things people thought were too ruined to speak.

When Grant's wealthy new wife hires Mara to save the Hart family archives, Mara steps into a house built on reputation, money, and locked boxes. Inside those boxes are old newspapers, altered confessions, receipts, signatures, and ashes that remember the truth better than any person dared to.

Grant stole Mara's name, her son, and seven years of her life. He is about to learn that some things cannot return to what they were, but they can still be restored.

"Sire, humans, northern border", a guard rushed into the throne room panting out,

"Father, should I take care of this?", his son asked, tired of sitting down in the castle all day,

"No, you stay here and make sure that your sister does not leave her room, she has seen enough of that human boy", he ordered, "How could she even claim to love him when his father tried to kill your mother?".


With almost twenty years gone, Alpha King Dwayne and Luna Queen Daphne had given birth to another child; a daughter, Desiree with the soul and spirit of her shrewd and merciless father.
She eventually finds love but what happens when her love is given to the wrong person of the wrong specie? Would the Luna Princess accept her father's wishes or would she allow an inevitable war to take place? Would the Alpha Prince and Luna Queen support her or go against her chase for her love?

●This is the book two of The Luna Queen.
●Mature Content.
●Womem are openly called bitches.
●Humans were extinct

Seventeen-year-old Nora thought her biggest problem was surviving senior year—until she fell for Leo, her brother’s best friend and the one boy she was never supposed to want.

Leo is everything she shouldn’t touch: older, dangerous, and hiding something behind those icy blue eyes. When Nora discovers his secret—that he’s a vampire—her world shatters. But instead of running, she lets him in… and one bite binds their souls together forever.

As Nora struggles to balance love, loyalty, and the darkness that now lives inside her, a new person emerges: Killian, a powerful mafia king who sees her not as prey, but as an equal. His offer could change her fate—or end it.

Caught between two worlds and two loves, Nora must decide who she really is…
and what she’s willing to become.

Because the way they look at her—
might be the thing that saves her… or destroys her.

Laura Brown was a plain nerd in the most prestigious high school in New York City, mocked for her looks and bullied for her poverty.

But when she is betrayed and loses everything she held dear. Her dignity. Her future. Even her memories… she swore to get revenge on everyone that hurt her.

Eight years later, she reappears as a tech empire queen. A Billionairess.

Untouchable. Powerful.

No longer the weak nerd they could hurt so easily, but the woman that will ruin them. One by one.

In my past life, I gave away all my resources to protect them, only to have my girlfriend and best friend lock the security door themselves, leaving me to be devoured alive by zombies in despair.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back three days before the apocalypse.
I maxed out my credit cards, frantically stockpiled hundreds of tons of supplies, and built an indestructible steel fortress! When the bloody apocalypse arrived as scheduled, those traitors were frantically torn apart by monsters outside the door, crying and banging on the door for help.
I sat in front of the monitor, took a sip of hot coffee, and calmly pulled down the last steel gate.
"In this life, you don't even deserve to be dogs."

All of a sudden there was a growl that ripped through the room and the band stopped playing and I heard something smash. Like it was a wooden chair or something.
Everyone looked in that direction and there was a man standing there that I had never noticed before. He would have been in his early 20's, brown hair to his shoulders, a brown goatee, 6-foot 6 at least and very defined muscles that were now tense as his intense gaze was staring directly at me and Mason.
But I didn't know who he was. I was frozen in the spot and this man was just staring at us with pure hatred in his eyes. But then I realized that the hatred was for Mason. Not me.
"Mine." He demanded.

Ever been a murder suspect for the popular girl who bullied you because ironically she trusted you enough to leave the last clue to her death with you?

Wren Hale, a quiet scholarship girl is already a murder suspect for the death of Ashford's Academy Gala queen when the killer targets her and writes her real name across her locker.

Forced to team up with Zarek, the dead girl's dangerously charming twin, she agrees to fake a romance while they hunt the killer.

But the closer they get to the truth, the harder it becomes to tell what between them is pretend.

And at Ashford, secrets don't stay buried.

“When I see something I want, I go after it,” he replied, his gaze locking onto mine.
“And what happens if you don’t get it?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
His smirk faded, replaced by a seriousness that sent my heart racing. “I’ve never had to find out.”
...
Aiden Cole has it all, power, wealth, and control... except the one woman he can't have-Lily Monroe, a fierce and independent artist.
She's everything he's never had: raw, unguarded, and unapologetically herself. But there's one problem—Lily refuses to be another one of his conquests.
As their worlds collide, passion ignites, but so does danger.
In a battle between control and surrender, love and obsession, can Aiden prove that his feelings for Lily are real? Or will the price of their passion be more than either of them can afford?

In this steamy, high-stakes romance, no one wins without risking everything.

Everyone at the company said I brought my bosses good luck.
Six years. Three managers promoted to director. My business card never changed.
The day the new director laid me off, he said my mission was complete.
I calculated what I was owed, handed over the files, and left with a flash drive held together by tape.
He never imagined the folder called “Someday I'll Sit in the Front Row” would actually be useful.
The next time we met, he shifted aside out of habit so I could bring in the water.
I walked past him and set my badge at the lead presenter's place—for his competitor.

"No one has ever injured their eyesight from looking at the bright side" I tell him.

"Well then, I'm sorry to inform you that there's a rampant need for glasses today" he replies.


Lorraine Stuart, your not so normal typical young woman. With having to deal with the disappearance of her twin brother to trying to cope with her hot-tempered father whilst striving to find herself amidst it all. Things have definitely been difficult for her.

But what happens when she is thrown into a fake engagement with Alexander Wayne, a hazel-eyed cocky man whom she detests.

Not to worry, the feelings mutual. At least that's what they thought.

As feelings are emitted, secrets unraveled, mysteries solved, will she be able to hold herself firm?

Will those two begin to fall in love, or would it just be an engagement pact?

And most of all, would they be able to protect themselves just before the storm?

A freak storm has her sliding down the mountain...right into the arms of her ex.Eden McLaughlin is fed up with rich men who scoff at her outdoor product line. She's worked for Explore Getaway Bay for a long time, and she tinkers with making outdoor survival products in her spare time—and she can't get a single investor on the island to back her. Not even her employer, as no one knows who actually owns the company.So fine. She'll take a hike, literally.When an isolated storm causes a downpour and then a landslide, Eden has no choice but to go with the tons of rocks and mud—right off the side of a cliff and into the arms of her ex-boyfriend.Holden Holstein drags her under an overhang just in the nick of time. He has no supplies, which is super embarrassing as he owns the island's biggest outdoor company, Explore Getaway Bay, and he should know better. But he was just getting out of the office for a moment.He's thrilled to discover the mud-covered woman in his temporary shelter is his ex-girlfriend, who he's never gotten over. But he's not fond of the huge wound on his leg that's sending fire through his system, nor the fact that the landslide took out the only path back to safety.Eden has a few supplies--as well as only eyes for Holden. As they spend time out in the wilds of Hawaii trying to survive, their old flame is rekindled. But with secrets and old feelings in the way, will Holden be able to take all the broken pieces of his life and put them back together in a way that makes sense? Or will he lose his heart and the reputation of his company because of a single landslide?

My teammates viewed me as a mobile food supply and planned to butcher me before they ran out of rations.
They thought that as long as I died, they would win this "survival game."
However, they would never know that what I brought back from the depths of the ruins wasn't fear, but the highest-level administrative privileges of the entire logistics system. While they killed each other for a bag of expired biscuits, I had already locked the exit to this hell. Sorry, but in this settling of accounts, you aren't even qualified to be treated as bargaining chips.

Cassian Valecrest is a man built out of shadow, wealth, and absolute control. For ten years, he has governed an untouchable empire from the dark, eliminating anyone foolish enough to stand in his path. He lives by one unyielding rule: weakness is a death sentence.
Then he met Laika.
Quiet, fierce, and entirely immune to his power, she was supposed to be a temporary distraction. Instead, she became his obsession. For her, the city’s most dangerous man would step out of the shadows, break his own rules, and burn down anyone who dares to breathe her name.
But Laika is hunting a ghost of her own.
Driven by a six-year-old murder that destroyed her, she is risking everything to unearth the truth—completely unaware that the ruthless killer she’s searching for is the very man holding her in the dark, worshipping her every breath.
As old syndicate blood rivalries ignite and secrets bleed into the light, the trap snaps shut. Traitors are moving in the shadows, weapons are drawn, and the truth is waiting to detonate.
In a world ruled by blood and deception, loving Cassian Valecrest is a dangerous game. But betraying him is fatal.

When twenty-five-year-old Sonja steps into her regular BDSM club, she expects another night of disappointment or maybe a nice encounter with a nice Dom for a change. As the night went on it seems more like disappointment was facing her yet again, but then she meets John – a Dominant twice her age who she never seen at the club before. With his steady hand and rare ability, her plays with her and guides her into subspace for the first time since she joined the BDSM world. What begins as a single night of trust quickly deepens as John checks in on her every single day afterwards, proving that intensity his dominance comes with care and not just pain, like so many before him. After the first week she already knew he was different she just didn’t know how different he really was.

But by Friday, fate twists their lives together in ways neither of them expected: John is announced as the new CEO of Bradford Rynn Properties the company Sonja works at which means she will be working directly under him as she was the CEO’s personal assistant. Suddenly their secret dynamic collides with the working world. Can they balance the electrical pull of their Dom-sub relationship with the boundaries of the office? Will they want to? Will colleagues, family, friends or the weight of power destroys what they build? What happens when love and an unexpected pregnancy threaten to turn their carefully negotiated roles into something far more complicated?
A story of desire, trust, and impossible choices, this novel ask: how far will they go to protect both their careers and their hearts? Does John’s career even matter to him at the end?

She showed up from a nowhere town in Texas. He runs half the city from a penthouse no one gets invited to.

First meeting: he told her to hand over the cat and the kid. She kicked his brother into a car hood.

Second meeting: he produced a travel-size hand sanitizer on a park bench. She ate a hot dog next to him without blinking.

They're locked to the same bracelet — heart rate spikes, coordinates sync, no override, no opt-out. He's precise, controlled, allergic to chaos. She keeps walking into his life like she owns the square footage. He's never once miscalculated a person. She makes him do it constantly.

He tells her he'll always know where she is. She tells him to keep his heart rate down, then.

Neither of them manages it.

He says he doesn't do feelings. She says she doesn't do roots. The bracelet doesn't care what either of them says.

It just keeps syncing.

Every time.

He married her for her name. His first love fell for his wife.

Seraphina Ashbourne was born into one of London's most respected old-money families. But when the Ashbourne fortune collapses, all she has left is a powerful name, a talent for painting, and her grandfather's beloved exhibition hall, now days away from auction.

Then billionaire Cillian Laurent offers her a way out.

Three years of marriage.

$300,000 a month.

And the exhibition hall.

No love. No sex. No interference.

Cillian doesn't want Seraphina's heart. He wants the Ashbourne name for his ambitious new project. His heart already belongs to Saskia Moreau, his beautiful blonde childhood friend and one of the world's most sought-after models.

Seraphina expects Saskia to hate her. Instead, Saskia becomes fascinated by her.

She visits Seraphina's studio. Watches her paint. Flirts with her. Finds excuses to be near her.

What begins as harmless attraction soon becomes something neither woman can control. Saskia is falling for her best friend's wife, and she's falling hard.
Seraphina knows she should keep her distance. Saskia is the woman her husband has loved for years, and their marriage has an expiration date. But every stolen glance, every lingering touch, and every moment together makes it harder to remember that their marriage was supposed to be a loveless arrangement.

Cillian thought Saskia love him, he's wrong.

The woman he married for her name may become the one woman his first love can’t live without.

And Seraphina must decide whether saving her family's legacy is worth losing the woman who has become her heart.

Maisie Fable had gone to the countryside for one simple reason: she couldn't write anymore.

After inheriting her grandmother's beautiful villa and bed-and-breakfast in the sleepy town of Fable Hollow, she expected quiet mornings, peaceful gardens, and enough inspiration to break through her terrible writer's block.

What she didn't expect was for the inn to come alive at midnight.

Doors appeared where there had been walls. Strange guests arrived dressed like characters from fairy tales. Talking animals wandered through the halls. And beyond a hidden entrance was an entirely different world filled with magic, castles, witches, fairies, dragons, and royalty.

Then there was Prince Cassian.

Handsome, mysterious, annoyingly composed—and definitely not the sort of man Maisie had expected to find staying at her grandmother's inn.

He was supposed to stay for one night.

But somehow, the prince kept coming back.

Soon, Maisie found herself sharing tea with him, exploring enchanted gardens, attending royal balls, arguing with opinionated magical creatures, and discovering a huge, majestic palace library she'd only read about in books or watched in movies.

As her writer's block disappears, something else begins to change.

The prince who first arrived as a mysterious royal guest is slowly becoming her closest friend, her favorite distraction, and perhaps the hero of a love story she never planned to write.

But in a world where fairy tales are real, Maisie is about to discover that happily-ever-after might not be something found in a book.

Sometimes, it walks through your door.

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

To honor a vow to "protect her for a lifetime," I used my flesh and blood to shield her from a fatal impact in a deadly car crash. My heart was severely shattered, leaving me barely clinging to life with a pacemaker.

Concealing my identity for five years, I single-handedly dragged her from bankruptcy and crowned her the new royalty of Wall Street.

Yet, on the eve of her IPO, just to curry favor with a powerful tycoon, she knocked away my life-saving medicine, forced me to kneel and shine shoes in public, and finally kicked my gravely ill body out into a sub-zero Brooklyn blizzard.

My dying pleas for help only earned her impatient mockery: "Save your playing dead tricks for the ghosts."

When my pacemaker completely shattered in the howling snow, that submissive Arthur died.

Armed gunships descended, and a military-grade tactical heart violently rebooted my pulse! When I opened my eyes again, I was the Supreme Commander who cast terror over the global underground.

When I crushed her capital empire with a single hand and the truth was finally revealed, she knelt in the muddy rain, frantically slapping her own face, sobbing and screaming to give her life back to me.

I flicked the ash from my cigar, my gaze as cold as looking at trash: "My wife died in the blizzard. You are just a stranger who crawled up by stepping on half my life."

I once thought that marrying Gabriel was my redemption in a time of despair, but little did I know, it was an eight-year-long hellish scam.
On the day of the wedding, my fiancé abandoned me for Lily, and during the pursuit, my parents were involved in a car accident — one dead and one severely injured.
It was him — Don Gabriel of the mafia family, who used his influence to send my mother to the best hospital, personally performing her surgery, but couldn't save her.
In the hospital, he publicly proposed, saying he would protect me for life, and I, desperate, agreed, clinging to it like a lifeline.
For eight years after marriage, every month, he used a syringe the size of a baby’s arm to draw my blood, saying that my blood type was rare and was being stored as an emergency reserve.
Even though I became weak and sick, I foolishly believed this was his care.

So it's true. I am their mate! I am the one they have been waiting for all this time. How can that be? Can I really be so lucky?

"Don't bother celebrating. We do not intend to make a detestable human servant our queen." Angel Fenris states, his voice laced with disgust just like the last time we met.

His rude words hurt me more now than they did yesterday. The full moon must have heightened my emotions.

"Surely you did not think that you're befitting in any way to sit by our side. A beautiful, virtuous princess is the least we were expecting our future queen to be. You're not fit to be her shadow let alone take her place." Angel Garren angrily expresses. The ache in my heart surge.


For the mighty angel kings of Lunacrest, only the most virtuous of women will do.

After growing tired of waiting for a virtuous mate of pure heart, the triplet angel kings have decided to device a contest to find the most virtuous of all royal women to be crowned their queen.

According to the rules of the contest, each of the beautiful princesses is to be hosted in the palace of Lunacrest for a duration of five days while her feminine virtues and loyalty to the angel kings gets tested.

But what will happen when the angel kings discover that their fated mate is a lowly human servant with no royal blood?

Keira is surprisingly the wisest and the kindest of all women. No woman of royal blood can match her virtues.
But will the angel kings realise her value or will they be fooled by the faked grace and elegance of her beautiful mistress?

Rhye Gosling demanded she marry him after their accidental nerve-wracking one-night stand. Little did she know, he was the most powerful Alpha in the werewolf community, a world she thought only existed in the book. How hard could it be? Yet, the handsome and demanding Alpha would change her life to the full extent, bringing her laughter and tears, hatred and love, and into the chaotic world of magic and wonder where werewolves and demons existed and would do everything to bring the Alpha to his knees.

"If you behave, I'll let you go."

Veera looked at her kidnapper and raised a brow. She wanted to cuss at him, but realised that was not going to be wise since he was an Alpha who she had saved from the brink of death five years ago. Plus, she was tied to the chair and her mouth had been tapped yet again since she freaked out and screamed at him like any normal victim in a thriller movie.

Mature read 18+

Alpha at the Door 2020 By RainHero21 ©

Benjamin Scott is the youngest and most respected bishop of St. Patrick’s Cathedral. On the verge of being named Cardinal, he carries an image of holiness and devotion that seems unshakable… until he finds himself face-to-face with a woman who threatens everything he has sworn to protect.

Camilla Coppola was never meant to be a supporting role. Daughter of one of the most feared mafia bosses in Rome, she was raised to obey, but refuses to be just another pawn in her family’s game of power. Intelligent, daring, and relentless, she is ready to defy her own blood and claim the place she believes is hers: that of a leader.

When Camilla’s path crosses with Benjamin’s, a dangerous bond is forged. He struggles to resist temptation. She sees in him both a weakness and an opportunity to prove how far she can go. What begins as provocation soon turns into a duel of wills, where faith, desire, and ambition collide with every choice.

In a world of intrigue, betrayal, and power wars, Camilla must decide if she is willing to pay the price of becoming the voice that could reshape the mafia. And Benjamin will have to face the greatest conflict of his life: to protect his devotion, or surrender to the fire the mafia heiress awakens in him.

A woman who defies her destiny.
A forbidden romance that could set empires ablaze.
And the battle between faith and power, where nothing is untouchable.

Despite living under the roof of Clara, her best friend that accepted her and welcomed her into her family, Lina crossed the one line she was not supposed to cross- she slept with her best friend father.

Lina lies about the identity of the father when she finds out that she is pregnant. She is forcibly married off to Ethan, her ex boyfriend and Clara’s brother, and is willing to marry on false pretenses and under duress.

But someone knows the truth.

During the wedding day all the things are revealed at the altar before the family and friends. The groom isn’t the father. The baby was fathered by the single man who should not have ever touched her.

What ensues are betrayal, rejection and a disintegrated family. Lina is despised by those who love her the most, and she has to live with the consequences of her decisions. But what happens when a life needed to be sacrificed to save another life?
What happens when a lie reveals the truth?

“My body aches to taste you,” Alpha Dante growled against his Luna’s neck, his breath hot and ragged as it brushed over her skin.

“Mmhmmm… Then take a bite,” Stormy whispered, trembling as Alpha Dante’s fangs grazed her skin.


When the moon rises, desire takes over, and lust turns into something far more dangerous.

The Orgy of Desire: Werewolf Erotica Collection is a wild collection of stories where pleasure knows no bounds, pulsing with lust, power, and surrender.

Within its pages, raw hunger, overwhelming sensations, and forbidden cravings ignite between Werewolves and mortals, mates and rivals, predators and prey.

Each story smolders with primal tension, where dominance melts into submission and every touch burns with ecstasy and damnation, leaving you trembling, wet, and desperate for more.

Alphas crave Omegas.
Omegas ache for Alphas.
Betas burn for ecstasy.

She has lived hundreds of lives and each one ended horribly.
He, once her companion, cannot forget her beyond time.
She, kidnapped into a world unknown to her, tries everything to get back home. But what are these dreams?

[…] Stones are thrown at dirty mutts… Rats are burned… […]

Immerse yourself in the world of Athaerion.

Strictly professional. Totally invisible. That was Jane's life... until one wild night, two glasses of wine, and the worst mix-up of her career.

For two years, Jane Pascual kept her head down, her gray suits buttoned tight, and her personal life strictly off the clock.In a company where previous secretaries were fired for blinking too flirtatiously at ruthless CEO William Reynold, Jane’s icy, boring persona made her untouchable.

Until one mistake shattered everything.

When William opens a misplaced birthday gift the next morning, he doesn't find a file. He finds a pair of red lacy panties and a steamy, signed confession meant for someone else entirely. Suddenly, the cold boss is intensely fascinated by his boring secretary, and determined to uncover every secret she’s hiding.

But Jane's biggest secret isn't her hidden passion. It's a five-year-old son from a single, anonymous night… a night William remembers only by a tiny apple tattoo. As misunderstandings pile up, will William discover that the one secret she's guarding with her life is his?

A torrential downpour of strong acid flooded the city, and mutated sea monsters slaughtered buildings. When Chloe, along with burly men from the rugby team, wielding fire axes, frantically smashed down the door, attempting to burn me alive and steal my bottled water, I had already welded the security door firmly into the load-bearing wall.
Faced with the pried-open door, I didn't waste any words and directly used a 20,000-volt electric spear to pierce the strong man's thigh! Then, I coldly pushed the blood-soaked floor outside.
The pungent smell of blood instantly attracted the skeletal behemoths from the water, turning the corridor into a horrific slaughterhouse. I listened coldly to their desperate screams in front of the monitor.
In this desolate wasteland, you think you can survive by stepping on me? Then feed the monsters with your flesh and blood !

Isabella has been on a losing streak. When she receives a call about some inheritance, she thinks her luck is turning for the better. Until she meets Alexander Pearson, a man who is determined to make her life hell. What neither of them expects is to find a connection in the midst of the chaos. Will it stand the test of time? Or will it crumble?