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She’s fire wrapped in silk. He’s ice laced with fangs. And when they collide, the world burns.

In the velvet shadows of Vancouver’s most dangerous secrets, RedLine — an underground club pulsing with magic, blood, and desire — is where vampires come to indulge. But when Katalim, a woman cloaked in mystery, steps into this world, everything changes.

Locked away for years, she’s finally free — but not safe. Katalim isn’t just a witch — she’s a weapon. Her power? The ability to channel raw sexual energy, bending it to her will. It’s intoxicating, addictive… and feared.

Enter Ryder Cornwall — cold, untouchable, and loyal only to the Coven. He’s assigned to protect her. But from the moment he tastes her magic, he wants more. Her scent drives him mad. Her secrets haunt him. And her body? It might just ruin him.

As their chemistry erupts into obsession, enemies close in. Katalim’s past is darker than anyone imagined. And Ryder must decide — break every rule for her, or watch her be claimed by a monster from the shadows.

Twisted Fate is paranormal erotica at its most wicked—dripping with forbidden heat, dangerous magic, and a love so intense it might destroy them both. It is perfect for readers who like their vampires dominant, their witches dangerous, and their romances deliciously dirty.

'Miss Klean, the CEO would like to see you now." The junior secretary said to Varisha Klean with a warm smile and for a strange reason, whatever had caused Varisha to have doubts about this interview seems to have disappeared at this moment. 

After attaining a degree in hotel management at Stanford University, Varisha set to prove to the world that she could make it without their support.

She never got their help when she needed them, anyway.

This was the first step to being the girl she was truly meant to be. 

Her parents separated when she was twelve and the court granted her father full custody of her and her brother because of his influence, even though he was abusive both physically, verbally, and sexually to both of them.

I am a hero. The saint's husband.
A country boy chosen by the temple.
I fight, I fight, I fight.
All for the saint, for the temple.
But it wasn't until I was drained of blood and dying on the altar that I finally heard clearly what the saint and her childhood sweetheart were saying:
"If you become a hero and marry the saint, you'll have to surrender your soul to the temple. I don't want you to lose your soul."
"Then let's just find some country boy to be the hero. It won't matter if he dies."
Oh, so that's how it is.
You should have said so earlier.
I can defeat the Demon Lord just fine without the saint.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the wedding ceremony.
This time, someone else should be on the altar.

Everyone said I was the happiest woman of the Northern Plains Clan, blessed with the purest love from Eric, the Wolf King.
Then my wolf let out a tormented howl.
Through the soul bond of fated mates, I felt it clearly—
my husband held my maid in his arms, drowning in desperate lust.
That nourishing tonic I’d drunk for three years, which I’d believed was filled with his affection, had only been brewed to keep me barren all along.
"Eric, I want you..."
"All of me is yours, my love. Bear our cub soon."
Those sweet whispers I once held dear shattered me to pieces in an instant.
The whole clan praised us as the perfect pair.
Yet who could have imagined this marriage had been built entirely on lies from the very start?
Since he is such a master of pretense, I suppose it’s time I put on a show of my own.
I will expose the true face of this flawless husband for everyone to see.

“Claudia,” a die-hard fan of the novel Solo Hunter,
is reborn into a powerless and fragile body… even weaker than F-rank!

But wait! He, who was supposed to be a side character doomed to die,
somehow survives thanks to “Alan Miller,”
the gorgeous male lead whose actions are nothing like what the novel described.

To make matters more confusing,
Claudia turns out to be the long-missing heir of the prestigious Heart Family,
gone without a trace for 8 years!
Is this really the same story he once read?

Now that the original plot no longer applies,
how will he survive in this perilous world?
And what exactly… does the novel’s mysterious male lead want from Claudia?!

I was raised with the criminal underground’s most notorious crew turned government-sanctioned mercenaries in Texas and Colorado, known as the Death Kings. My uncle is one of them known as the Gator King. Now I walk in his footsteps, leading a crew of my own with his backing. To my family, my nickname is Seraphim, but in my kingdom, I’m the Viper King. Now the boys who left me, who swore they would stay by my side to protect me, are back in town. They are attempting to become like C.H.A.O.S. who run Palomino Bay, Texas. That will not happen because Grêle, Louisiana, is my stronghold. I have the backing of my father's MC and together along with my Serpents the city is ours. The person they need to protect is themselves because it isn’t me.
…They don’t know my secret, but I know theirs…

He was engaged. Straight.
An ordinary man with a bright future ahead.
But a single betrayal was enough to shatter everything.

Framed by the woman he loved and his own brother, he was sentenced and thrown into the worst place imaginable: a prison where rules don’t exist—and danger has a name, a face… and hungry eyes.

Now, he shares a cell with the most feared man in the entire facility.

Dominant. Intense. Obsessive.

And he wants him.

Not out of love.
Not out of mercy.
But out of pure, ruthless desire.

In a world with no laws, no escape, and no one to save him, he becomes the wolf’s bunny—submissive to his touch, a prisoner of pleasure… and completely unable to resist.

Because sometimes, it’s the monster who knows exactly how to make you feel alive.

I spent five years living as a benevolent saint and healer, beloved and praised across the realm. But a sudden summons from the Rose Duke pulled me into the cruel, scheming world of the nobility. Plagued by my fake sister’s malice, ridiculed by arrogant nobles, and exploited by the royal family, my peaceful pretense finally shattered. The moment my mentor’s seal broke, my dormant, demonic curse powers awakened at last. Holiness is only my mask; curses are my deadliest secret. Standing side by side with the forbearing, hidden cursed prince, I tore apart the royal family’s hypocritical lies and taught every soul who dared to underestimate me: the gentlest saint can wield the darkest, most unforgiving power.

For two whole years, my boyfriend faked being broke just to play me. I slept less than four hours a night, working three grueling jobs to pay off his "debts." I foolishly thought that as long as I worked hard enough, our lives would eventually get better.

That was until the night I was out delivering food and stumbled upon his lavish pool party. I caught him holding another woman in his arms, recklessly squandering my hard-earned money. The woman was my college classmate—someone who always bragged about being a wealthy heiress.

He was never in debt. His elaborate lie was just to avenge her for a petty college grudge. He wanted to break me and watch me suffer like a dog. Furious, I crashed the party, only for him to call the cops and have me thrown into a holding cell on the spot.

That very night, the hospital called—my grandmother was dying. Kneeling on the cold floor of the police station, I tearfully begged him on the phone to bail me out so I could see her one last time.

He didn't believe me. He just laughed, told me to stay in there and "learn my lesson," and hung up the phone.

I never got to say goodbye to my grandmother.

Just when I was pushed to the absolute edge of despair, I received an unexpected revelation about my true identity: my biological parents were actually massively successful entrepreneurs, and they had left me an unimaginable fortune.

And the woman clinging to his side? Her glamorous "heiress" status was a complete and utter lie.

MATURE CONTENT: This book is strictly R18+

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Before I could turn toward him, the ground vanished beneath my feet. Again, a startled gasp tore from my throat as he lifted me with sudden force, and in the next breath, my legs were wrapped around his waist, his hands firm on my ass like I paid him to own it too.

Before words could leave my mouth he kissed me deliberately. Like he needed to stir the moment. Stir something in me.

My pupils flared at the shock of his movement, my heart pounding so violently it felt as though it might break free from my chest.

"I wouldn't mind helping you strip if you aren't going to do it yourself?" His voice dripped with a demand that felt more like a command instead of a request.
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Too much of an aura for a one-night stand who I never knew was the husband I feared.

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How will you feel when you wake up only to discover you had been set up for an arranged marriage with a man whose stories about him made ears that heard it tingle?

Afraid, devastated, angry, right?

Then what will be your reaction when you find out that a one-night stand whom you had paid to stir a scandal and stop the marriage turned out to be the arranged husband you're running away from?

Now I believe words can't describe your feelings. However, that was my story.
He wanted me, made rules for me. Made me fight to know who he was and now even my restraint can't subdue him rather he consumed every bit of me.

What will become my fate when I find out what made me afraid of him, afraid of the city was actually who I was?

"You're going to meet your mate someday." I whispered.
"Olivia."
I forced a smile and lifted my head. "And it's fine. I'll be rooting for you all the way."
He cut me off with a soft "Liv."
I blinked away my tears. "No, listen to me. We need to accept that this won't last forever. You could find her on your next trip out of town, and I'll be forgotten."
I swallowed the lump formed in my throat. "I just hope we'll still be friends."
His face twisted in pain as he rested his forehead against mine, his hands trembling as he cupped my cheeks. "You'll always be my best friend."
"And you'll always be mine."
I pressed my lips against his, needing to taste him, to feel his lips on mine, to know that at this moment, he was mine.
Olivia Martins has always been an outcast in the Nightshade pack.
She's an omega, and the pack she grew up in never failed to remind her that she'd never be one of them.
It wasn't so bad growing up—she had her best friend by her side.
Caspian Storm, son of the alpha of the Nightshade pack, befriended her when they were both little, and they've been inseparable ever since.
Their friendship started out sweet and innocent, but it developed into more.
Olivia knew that it couldn't last forever because Caspian would find his mate—and what they had would come to an end.
Yet, she couldn't guard her heart.
And when her worst fear comes true, she flees.
Will Olivia and Caspian find their way back to each other?
Or will the threat of Caspian finding his mate keep them apart?

He choked me in front of the entire school. Left bruises on my throat that won't fade. Dumped me without explanation.

And now I find out Conan Voss—the boy I stalked for an entire summer, the Alpha heir who used to climb through my window under full moons—did it all to protect me.

Because I'm a hunter. Born to kill his kind.

But here's the thing about werewolf mates: the bond doesn't care about ancient wars or bloodline vendettas. When I touch the Mithril Rod and it blazes silver-blue, when he looks at me like I'm his entire world even as his pack demands my death, when every instinct screams at me to run toward him instead of away—

I realize the Moon Goddess has a twisted sense of humor.

My name is Ella Morrow. I'm sixteen years old. And I'm fated to either save or slaughter the only boy I've ever loved.

He thinks I'm a stuck-up, prudish bitch and I think he is an arrogant, stubborn man whore. I don't like him and he certainly doesn't have many nice things to say about me but I need to make this work. After it's all done I can cut ties with him and never have to see him again.

I never thought I would have to give up my dreams to make up for my father's mistakes but here I am working three jobs to get my family out of the hole he dug and now he fucks up royally one final time. Because of his mess, I am given an ultimatum to watch my grandmother's home be sold out from under her or help Ryder Masters, the NBA's wild child, clean up his act by pretending to be his girlfriend for the next twelve years months so he can secure his new contract.

The question is can we both get over our dislike for each other to make everyone believe that we are a real couple? Or will everyone see through the images we project and see this for what it really was?

"I am so tired of pretending, where is my happy ending "

Jessa's mother was jilted by her father before the twins were born, leaving only the house where they once lived. It was a tough and unpredictable roller coaster that was sure to leave one scared for life.

Well that's until a cause was proclaimed on the family that stole her twins from her on the day of their birth.
Will the causes be fulfilled at the appointed time?

Will the twins eventually locate their mother?

Will she be sane enough to look after her twins?

Will everything returns to normal?

What happens when the twins' father returns? With questions like this left unanswered you know you don't want to be Left hanging, find out on A twin with a difference.

How ridiculous! My husband, my lover, my former brother-in-law...
He hates me for killing the woman he loved—my sister!
He hates me for forcing him to marry me at his beloved’s funeral!
He hates the fact that it wasn’t me who died!
Yet he fell in love with my body!
“Consider this payment for your hard work last night. Take the money and get out.”
As he raped me, as his penis thrust into me again and again, he kept shouting my sister’s name, repeating “I love you” over and over—yet when he woke up, he wanted nothing more than to kill me.
He doesn’t know that I’ve wanted to die ever since the moment my sister died for me!
He certainly doesn’t know that my death will be the key to unlocking his own living hell!

“I’ll marry you Drake, not because I get weak in the knees and cream my panties whenever I see you, but because I want Riley to suffer for hurting me.” “I don’t care what your reasons are my love, just say yes to me and I’ll worship your sweet, curvy body for the rest of my life, I’ll make you the envy of every woman on earth, just say yes to me, my love.” Mia’s wedding to the big boss, Riley Osborne was cancelled on her wedding day. There was a rumor that she cheated on Riley and ended up getting married to low life pauper, but no one knows who her husband is and they keep mocking her because of her breakup with the boss. The war between Riley and Drake caused everyone to know that Mia is loved and wanted by two billionaire brothers. Who would have thought that she is secretly married to the senior master, her bosses elder brother Drake Osborne, who happens to own 80 percent of the Osborne empire.

This is the story of Akash and Dharani. Akash means sky and Dharani means earth....

He came to me and held my hair again and made me look at him.

"Don't you dare to question me again or else I will make you regret for it" he said to me dangerously and slapped me again.

"What do you think that you can become my wife so easily? Did you look at yourself anytime in the mirror? Do you know how disgusting you look?" he said to me with so much hate.

It is usual for me to get abused but I never thought that my husband will also be one of them. Just now I thought I will be free from that hell but no. I came to another hell.

We all know that earth and sky doesn't touch each other but can Akash and Dharani fall in love.....

To know about it let's see their journey...

Amelia Russo is a weapon of the state. As a military captain and the daughter of a legendary general, her life is governed by duty, honor, and one mission: eliminate "The Shadow," the faceless myth ruling Verona’s bloody underworld.

Lorenzo Ren Moretti is a master of deception. To high society, he is Luca D'Angelo, a charming billionaire CEO. To the streets, he is a cold-blooded monster with icy blue eyes and a past carved in tattoos. He commands fear. He demands absolute loyalty. And he has never met an enemy he couldn't break.

Until he meets her.

When Amelia crosses paths with the enigmatic billionaire Luca, an intoxicating, forbidden game of cat and mouse begins.

Jonathan cheated death five years ago. Since then, he started seeing ghosts.

But he was a total scaredy-cat, and he couldn't stand the sight of them. And then, there

was this ghost who was obsessed with him. She said she needed help. But the

annoying ghost wants to take over his body! Too bad for him, there's no turning back

now. He already made a deal with the ghost.

My mate and I were each other’s second chance mate. She was a rare female Alpha, and I was just a Beta—but we were in love.
Yet fate was cruel. After I was attacked by rogues and lost the ability to walk, she heartlessly reunited with her first mate.
The cruel irony? He was one of the very rogues who attacked me.
Then, I met my own first mate again. She had become a pack doctor, and she treated my legs, stirring up complicated feelings in me.
One day, against all odds, I stood up again...
And by accident, I discovered the real reason my legs could heal—and the true reason why my first mate left me.
And, I’m not a weak Beta wolf!

My brother Cole is an illegitimate child I personally brought back.
I gave him my last name, bestowed him with power, and let him command the Taylor family.
Until he allowed his mistress Flora to drag me into the basement, beat me until I coughed up blood, and extort 100,000 dollars—
At that time, he was in the mansion I had gifted him, holding her and mocking me as a "shameless pursuer."
I wiped the blood from my mouth and dialed a number.
Ten minutes later, his mistress was publicly disowned, and all his assets were frozen.
When he knelt and begged for my forgiveness, I leaned down and whispered in his ear:
“Do you know? You and your mother are the reason for my mother's death.”
— I can raise him to heaven with my own hands, and I can also send him straight to hell.
After all, in this family, I, Sherry, am the one and only Don.

My grandmother left me three things: a crumbling inn, five guests, and a warning to take good care of her guests.

She forgot to mention that the guests were dead.

Just when I'm getting used to my unusual residents, Adrian Salvatore checks in.

Handsome, infuriatingly charming, and a necromancer who can actually see my ghosts, Adrian is everything I don't need in my already complicated life.

Unfortunately, my ghosts disagree.

They've decided he's my perfect husband.

Now they're arranging romantic dinners, interfering in our private moments, and doing everything possible to make us fall in love.

And the worst part? I think their ridiculous plans might actually be working.

But Adrian is hiding something, and he seems suspiciously unwilling to leave my inn.

Then one evening, one of my ghosts disappears.

By morning, the others insist she never existed.

And the only person who might help me find her is the handsome necromancer who's been keeping secrets from me.

I inherited an inn full of ghosts. How on earth did I end up with a love life more complicated than theirs?

Aria’s just an ordinary housewife, an orphan-turned-Luna.
On she and her alpha king husband's anniversary,
The alpha king auctioned off her favorite necklace at a high price...
She's excited waiting for him to come but only to see him putting it on another woman.
Turns out this wasn't just their anniversary but also the day his first love divorced...


3 years after divorce,
Some say his housewife ex-wife is the most famous doctor in the world, but he refuses to believe it.
"God. Finally, huh?"
His ex-Luna wife finally answers the phone.
"Are you looking for Mommy?"
a little girl on the other end said.

He pushed me on the bed and climbed on top of me, cuffing my hands over my head and tied it.

“What are you doing?” I exclaimed, tears forming rapidly behind my eyeballs.

I lay on the bed with my hands tied, crying, sweating, and scared to death. Praying for someone to save me.

Mark unzipped his pants, threw his waist-belt away, and then leaned in closer to me with an evil grin "Do you know what I want?" he scoffed coldly. His arms grabbed my breast and he sucked my nipples, making me moan against my wish.

"I want you, and I take what I want.”

He was about to take off my panties.


Vivian, a weak and wolfless daughter of the Alpha of Nightfall Pack, is constantly ridiculed and humiliated by the pack. Her mate rejected her for being weak and useless. To make matters worse, her father was killed by Alpha Logan and the pack was forcefully taken away.

To save her life and her mother's life, Vivian agreed to become one of the concubines of a narcissistic and ruthless man, her father's murderer and her enemy.

In a simple village, something catches the attention of the residents, they believe that the kingdom is cursed, women can no longer conceive and think that humanity will perish.
The world became infested with monsters and everyone fears for a great evil, among all these events, only two families will be able to procreate, in a moment of climax, a young woman becomes pregnant, and when she discovers that the father of her child is one of the creatures, her life turns inside out...
For the life of the young woman not to be in danger she will have to accept a marriage contract with the man with whom she slept only once.

Ashley Sullivan is forced to marry Edwin King, the ruthless heir rumored to be dying, all to replace her sister. But this mute bride hides a powerful secret—she’s a miracle doctor.
On their wedding night, she realizes Edwin is the same man she saved the night before, the one who stole her first kiss. He plans to humiliate her, but she shocks him by taming his wild tiger and saving his grandmother with a single needle.
When he demands to know who she really is, Ashley meets him with a cold smile and a needle at his throat. “Mr. King, it’s time we settle the score.”

Andrea VillaRuiz a hotel manager who was involved in an allegation that caused her to lose her job and out of resentment she did something bad .. What if one day you just wake up in an unfamiliar place and your most precious gems  will disappear in an instant.

 Are you ready to face the judgmental types of society?

And what if your path will cross again with the man you dedicated yourself to?

Life changes like a wheel that spins endlessly, like Elizabeth Khan's journey after meeting rich businessman Alexandre Jhonson—unfortunately, someone from Elizabeth's past returns to stalk her and ask for what she once gave.
Will Alexandre be able to protect Elizabeth? Will Elizabeth be able to find her happiness?
Can the two of them be united in love?

Not all roses have thorns, and neither are all monsters born a beast.
“Close your eyes, princess. I’m only going to kiss your beautiful, plump lips... that’s all.” His breath felt hot as it ghosted against the skin of my cheek, flowing straight into my head and making me feel drunk dazed in a fleeting second.

“If you make a sound into the kiss, maybe I’d forget about my previous promises and tie you up beautifully, and perhaps – give you kisses in other parts of your body, especially your other pair of lips which is definitely slicking up right now.”

I whimpered.

“And I’d definitely use my tongue to lick into your lower lips, and get it wetter with...”

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Sinfully hot Xavier Costello is a dangerously cunning Mafia lord who was ruthless, heartless and passionate about nothing but his Mafia. Althea Rodriguez, an eighteen year old girl who was as innocent and powerless as a lamb, got betrothed to him – a man she has never met, but had heard uncountable scary rumors about. There was a twelve years gap between them, which made Althea quiver in fear about the thought of getting married to him.

Not all roses have thorns, and neither are all monsters born a beast. And in this case, when two complete opposites are forced together, unexpectedly, intriguing things are bound to happen.

Everything always comes to Xavier with a price, including Love– and he’s going to either cling to his pride and lose the best thing that had ever happened to him, or do the necessary needful.

With claws like secrets threatening to tear them apart and unexpected betrayals from all angles, Althea is going to be thrown in the middle of the dangerously muddled mess filled with guns, men unbelievably heartless than Xavier, and power-starved monsters.

“Mate is back,” Cyan retorted with excitement in her voice. “Let's go see mate, Evie; let's go see him.” She urged.

“We'll see him tomorrow during the ceremony,” I replied.

“What if he doesn't know you anymore? Aren't you at least curious about his looks?” she retorted.

She had a point, though; it's been ten whole years since I last saw him, and I'll be turning eighteen tomorrow, which is the perfect time to get a mate. I stood there contemplating between going to bed or satisfying my curiosity.

After much thought, Cyan won. I turned sharply, heading for Kieran's room. Even though it was just a glimpse of him as he slept, that would be okay, I thought.

I climbed through the walls, peeping through the window, but was met with great darkness. I stepped into the room, scrutinizing through the darkness until I found the switch, taking back my full shape, leaving me with ripped and torn clothes. I turned on the lights as my eyes danced through every corner of the room.

I felt my shoulders slump in defeat as nothing had changed; the room remained untouched, as the surfaces were filled with dust. The only thing that changed was the sheets. The beautifully colored sheets I had placed the last time I came here to clean had been changed into a sparkling white one.

I turned around in disappointment about leaving when I felt an intimidating presence behind me.

“Looking for someone?” A husky voice echoed, making me freeze. “You're trespassing, little wolf; care to explain why?” he added in a stern voice. I inhaled sharply, the rich scent of Bourbon filling my lungs. My eyes widened in shock.

Alicia's life takes an unexpected turn when she is forced to marry Tobias Wilton, the mysterious brother of the powerful Alpha of the Golden Moon Pack. But their marriage is anything but conventional. Alicia never sees Tobias, and her life remains the same, except for her new status as a married woman. She wonders if she is doomed to a loveless, lonely life.
But one fateful night changes everything. Alicia accidentally sleeps with her mate, Damian Howard, and suddenly, her whole world is turned upside down. But little does she know, Damian is actually her husband Tobias, who has been living a double life in his quest for revenge against his uncle and grandfather.
Tobias’ past is shrouded in secrets and intrigue. All he did was to take revenge, including choosing an ordinary girl as his wife in his old role. For him, the fact that his wife is his mate is just an entertaining game beyond revenge, because he never believes in love and mate things.
As they navigate the treacherous waters of love and betrayal, secrets and lies threaten to tear them apart. Can they overcome the obstacles in their path and build a future together? Or will the forces working against them keep them apart forever?
This is a story of passion, loyalty, and love filled with lies. Join Alicia and Tobias on their journey and it will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very end.

Madelyn Amenadiel's fate is sealed when the Moon Goddess mates her to Kieran Cormac, the ruthless pack leader responsible for slaughtering her family and burning her pack to ashes. Kieran Cormac cruelty knows no bounds as he brutally claims Madelyn's virginity, imprisons her in a dungeon, and only summons her to satiate his wolf's desires.

Fate had other plans for Madelyn as she escapes only to wonder into the rumored brutal and feared Lycan King who turns out to be her mate too.

Scared and scarred with wounds that run deep—the betrayal of her kind. Trust is not a luxury Madelyn can afford, when she finds out she is pregnant she sought to keep it from her new mate. But nothing is hidden under the sun forever.

What will Madelyn do? Keep the impossible secret from the Lycan King or give him the benefit of the doubt and tell him.

After telling him will he continue to love and care for her or cast her aside? When the power hungry Kieran Cormac finally finds out about his heir will he wage war against the the Lycan king in order to claim his child?

Everyone thinks that after ten years engaged to Alpha Grayson, I'll end up as Frostpeak's Luna. Then one night at a gala, in front of the whole pack, he hands me over to the lowest rogue he can find.

Someone speaks up for me.

"Alpha Grayson, if you're done with her, just let her go. Why humiliate her like this? She dragged you through three days and nights in a blizzard ten years ago. She froze her body half to death saving you. She can't even shift anymore."

"That rogue can barely feed himself. She'll go with him and suffer for it."

Grayson just pulls the crying Omega closer, disgust all over his face.

"She saved me because she wanted the Luna title, that's all. I'm sick of her acting like I owe her something."

"Watch. Give it a few days and she'll come crawling back, begging me on her knees to change my mind."

I don't cry. I don't beg. I unclasp the engagement necklace, drop it at his feet, and walk out with the rogue.

Three days later, Grayson will show up at the Fringe with a hundred guards to drag me back, screaming that I'm heartless.

Liana had the perfect life until her best friend stole her husband and her own family turned their backs on her. Heartbroken and alone, she walked away… then found out she was pregnant.

With no one to trust, she ran to London. She built herself up from nothing. Strong. Smart. Untouchable. A woman no one could break again.

Now she’s back.

Not for love.

For revenge.

She wants her name cleared. She wants the people who hurt her to fall to their knees. And she wants to take everything they thought she would never have again.

But Ethan, her ex-husband, the man who shattered her world, suddenly wants her back. He wants answers. He wants the child he never knew. And he wants Liana in his arms again.

Too late.

Liana didn’t return to be claimed. She came back to burn the lies down… even if Ethan sets fire to her plans, her heart, and the walls she built.

This time, she’s not the one who will lose everything.

I gave up my dream offer to Cambridge just so I could follow my heavily bullied childhood sweetheart to Princeton.

Yet, the day before we were supposed to submit our applications, I overheard him and his teammates laughing heartily:

"Man, you deserve an Oscar," one of them snickered. "You actually got the Vanderbilt heiress to drop Cambridge just by playing the victim?"

"To cause a rift with my family for me, and to serve as my shield against adversity—what a foolish heiress, impossible to shake off," Carter sneered to his friends.

"Once I drag her to Princeton, I can finally date Lily without her getting in the way."

I didn't storm in.

I quietly shredded my Princeton forms and submitted my Cambridge acceptance.

Carter seemed to have forgotten one crucial detail: without my family's money, he wasn't a tragic prince. He was just a stray dog.

“We … we shouldn’t.” I groan, throwing my head back in reckless abandon as Saint sucks me dry.

He wraps his hand around me and finds me ready for him. He slides a finger in, and my cock jerks on his tongue. My legs tremble. My knees weaken. My head spins, and I cum hard. He swallows every drop and pulls away with a grin.

“Turn around, hold on to the bedframe, and keep your voice down. Our parents are downstairs.” He smirks at me, pushing me into position.

Wanton and willing, I turn around, arch my back and perch my ass for him.

He leans down, flattens his tongue over my hole, and I jerk with a groan.

He pulls away, and I feel the blunt head of his pierced cock. He digs his finger into my hips and pushes in slowly. He opens me wider and slides his cock in. My mouth falls open in a silent scream, and I surrender.

He’s my stepbrother. My rival. My secret. My ruin.

Reid Beaumont has everything: status, control, the captaincy, the perfect life everyone envies. Then Saint Larue crashes into it like a wrecking ball: tattooed, reckless, openly shameless, and now living under Reid’s roof as his new stepbrother.
Reid hates him instantly. Until one kiss changes everything.

Soon hatred becomes hunger, and every fight turns into desperate touches, hidden hookups, and nights spent tangled in sheets they should never share. But Saint is hiding darkness deeper than Reid ever imagined, and loving him means stepping into a world of addiction, violence, and pain Reid cannot fix with control alone.

Because falling for his stepbrother may cost him everything.

But losing him might destroy him.

The Daniels Family is that awesome billionaire celebrity family, owning the biggest conglomerate in the country. They have the fame and are portrayed as family goals, philanthropists, humble family and all.

Ruby Coker gets married to their one and only son, by arranged marriage of course. Loose ends had to be tied, acting and smiling for the camera is what she had to learn because behind closed doors, the Daniels' family might not be what they portray.

What the public sees might just be what they want them to see and not who they are. Here is a Glimpse into what happens behind the spotlight and what it means to smile for the camera.

"$100 MILLION REWARD for verified information about CEO Lucius Hunt's REAL wife....
..........
What would you do if the husband you've never met turns out to be the boss you're falling for?

I married a stranger named "Lou" to escape my father's loan shark.

We exchanged vows through lawyers and phone numbers through his grandmother. We've never seen each other or know each other's real name, We're practically ghosts to each other. It's simply one signature that set me free.

Or so I thought.

Now I work for Lucius Hunt, Cedarville's coldest CEO. A man who looks at me like I'm a problem he needs to solve. The way he looks at me makes me forget I'm married.

Lucius is everything I want but shouldn't want. I told myself it's just attraction. Just my body betraying my marriage vows to a man who thinks I'm a golddigger.

But the worst part is? Lucius is married too. To a woman he's never met.

And that wife is me!

Turns out my ghost husband Lou and my cold boss Lucius are actually the same person.

But I realized it too late. Now my own best friend is pretending to be his real wife. His desperate ex wants him back. His uncle wants us both dead. My psychotic ex won't stop stalking me. And my father's loan shark? He insists he wants me as payment, not the money.

Five enemies. One target.

And across the city, Lucuis's ex-convict rival just handed his contract wife divorce papers -- not knowing his contract wife has one ultimatum before she'll agree to sign. And it's the one thing he swore he would never give.

Two cities. Two debt brides.

Seems like Being Mr. Hunt's Wife comes with a bounty on my head.

Can an injured wolf and a broken witch heal each other . . .Alice Sheffield tore her soul into pieces and hid them to escape a soul-eating demon. Free at last, she longs to rebuild herself as something new and stronger, but she doesn't know how. Then a catalyst for change enters her life. Ewan Shaw was shot with an ensorcelled silver bullet that has tainted his blood and bound his wolf beyond his reach. He retreats to his friend's rural farm to lick his wounds and contemplate his lack of prospects. Renowned for his cold detachment, he is fascinated by broken Alice and the heat she stirs within him. Then fate presents an opportunity. In bringing an old foe to justice, Ewan might find a path for his life and a way for Alice to confront her demons. But to do that, two broken people must heal each other, or shattered pieces will be lost forever.

In their three years of marriage, Stella tried her best to win Clarence’s heart, but sometimes love just isn't there.

As soon as she found out he was cheating on her and even got his mistress pregnant, all her efforts seemed futile so she made the tough decision to let go and vanish from his life.

Little did she know, Clarence went mad after her departure, searching for her everywhere.

Until one day, he spotted the woman he had long sought, now transformed, holding hands with a cute baby.

Unable to contain himself, Clarence grasped Stella’s chin: "Darling, didn't you promise you'd love me only?"

She chuckled, "A second chance is given only if this time we play by my rules."

Is divorce a sign that the couple don't understand each other or that they BEGIN to?

Rule number 1 of survival: Never let them see you flinch.

My identical twin brother, Jace, was a complete doormat. He let his hockey teammates call him a weakling and constantly use him as a punching bag. The moment I found out, something inside me broke. I was determined to fight back on his behalf.

The very next day, I disguised myself as him, walked straight into that locker room, and absolutely leveled his bullies. I only wanted to teach them a lesson, but instead, I caught the eye of the king of the rink himself. Nico Lancaster, the arrogant, brutally gorgeous team captain and the best player in the country.

I challenged him right then and there. And I won three times in a row.

Now, his hatred for me is consuming, but my impossible victory caught the coach's attention. I’m trapped. My brother can’t play hockey to save his life, so I have to keep putting on this disguise. Worse? The coach just made me the assistant captain, forcing me to work side-by-side with Nico to teach the team my signature winning move.

I have a target on my back, and Nico is leading the charge to make my life an absolute misery. He wants me broken. He wants me gone.
But it gets even more dangerous.

He just found out my secret. He knows I'm a girl.
Now, I am completely at his mercy.

In my country, women are strictly banned from playing hockey, and impersonation is a serious crime. If he opens his mouth, my brother gets expelled, and I go straight to jail.
Nico holds all the cards, and the punishment he has in mind involves keeping me closer than ever.

Emily lives under constant threat, controlled by her cruel stepmother and stepsister. When her stepmother falls deeply into debt to one of the most feared mafia kings in the city of Texas, the mafia demands only one thing in return. She must hand over her daughter for a flash marriage tonight.

In exchange, Emily’s stepmother sells her to Mr. Ethan, a ruthless mafia boss. All the rumors about Mr. Ethan an old, fat, and merciless man only push Emily further into despair.

While staying in the mafia’s mansion, Emily meets a guard who accidentally enters her room. In her confusion and loneliness, Emily out of habit constantly talks about her terrible, cruel, and unbearable husband, as if Mr. Ethan were someone else entirely. The guard merely watches her coldly, without a smile, without a single comment.

When a shocking secret is revealed and the guard turns out to be Mr. Ethan himself, Emily is forced to face suffering and punishment far more severe than before.

To make matters worse, her stepmother and stepsister refuse to let Emily live in peace when a painful separation occurs between Ethan and Emily. Yet fate brings them together again when Emily, once more trapped by her mother’s schemes, is forced to become a strip dancer, living in a dark world she never imagined she would enter.

With Ethan’s help, Emily begins to take revenge on the stepmother and stepsister who destroyed her life amid games of power, vengeance, and under the ruthless command of Ethan himself.

After sleeping for a thousand years, I returned to the ancestral castle that was supposed to be mine.
Only to find my throne torn down and turned into an auction block for the black market, my territory carved up clean by traitors.
And my only pureblood descendant in this world was actually being auctioned off like livestock—covered in blood, chained up with a cheap dog collar around his neck.
The entire room of nobles and elites mistook me for the lowest kind of half-blood trash, mocking me as a rat too stupid to know when he was dead.
The usurper, eager to curry favor with the Abyss, shouted that he would drain me dry and offer my blood as a tribute to the three pureblood princes deep within the Abyss.
Then the void split open, and those three supreme princes—the untouchable monsters the world worshiped—truly descended.
Under the horrified gaze of more than a thousand nobles and elites, those three ancient monsters threw themselves at my feet, scrambling and crawling, wailing in terror without even daring to raise their heads:
"Your unworthy descendants... welcome the Ancestor's return!!!"

Adeline Hayes gave everything to her husband, Adrian Carter, and their beloved daughter, Zora. Her youth. Her dreams. Her entire being.
But to them? She was nothing more than a convenient maid—summoned when needed, dismissed when not.
The final straw came when Zora said the words that shattered Adeline's heart:
"Daddy, divorce mom! I want Aunt Beth to be my new mommy."
That night, Adeline walked out. They were sure she'd come crawling back within a week. She never did.
Instead, Adeline reclaimed who she was:
★ Medical Prodigy — The genius who revolutionized pharmaceutical research before she turned twenty-five.
★ Underground Racing Legend — The ghost rider who's never lost a single midnight circuit.
★ Billion-Dollar Investor — The silent hand that moves markets and disappears without a trace.
She buried all of it. Burned her trophies. Archived her patents. For him. For their daughter.
And now? Now she's done being invisible.
*
"I gave you every chance," Adeline said coldly, tapping the finalized divorce papers as Adrian's face crumbled before her. "You chose to waste every single one."
She leaned in, just close enough for him to feel the heat of her contempt.
"Now get the hell out of my world."

What do you do when you catch your fiancé's best friend, who hates you with every fiber of his being, jerking off with your photo on his phone?


Nadia's almost perfect life was almost coming to an end when she mistakenly sent nudes meant for her fiancé to his best friend, her boss, the cold, ruthless Mr. Jeremy Kellason.

And on the same night, they had a late-night meeting at their office suite, where they had to share the same wing.

It was 1 AM when Nadia went to return the files she mistakenly took from her boss's office... That was when she heard it... In his bedroom... He was jerking off with her photo in his hand.

She should have run away, but she didn't make that decision in time, until his eyes met hers... That was the moment everything changed for Nadia.

Now, trapped in a forbidden web with her boss/fiance's best friend, she had two options... Call off the wedding and marry her boss, or he tells her fiancé that the baby she was carrying belonged to him, and he wasn't going to let her go for any reason in the world.

BOOK 3 OF THE CORPORATE SIN SERIES. All BOOKS IN THIS SERIES CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE.


TRIGGER WARNING!!!

This book drips with everything you’ve been warned to stay away from: obsession, coercion, power imbalance, and a morally black anti-hero who plays god with people’s lives.

It is raw, twisted, and unapologetically toxic.

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

Selene was just eighteen when her life was rewritten.Pregnant, abandoned, and forced into a marriage of convenience, she carried another man's child down the aisle—without the man she married ever knowing the truth.
Years later, her marriage to Tom Harold is a cage of cold words and hollow promises. Doctors insist she's infertile, his obsession with an heir grows, and the woman who once left him now wants her place back.
Then Rowland returns.The only man Selene has ever loved. The father of her child. The one whose touch still ignites a fire she thought she'd buried.
Now, every glance, every touch, every word between them becomes a battle of desire and restraint. Tom's power and possessiveness clash with Rowland's passion and memory of love, and Selene is trapped in a dangerous game where her heart and her daughter's future hang in the balance.
She must choose: protect the secret that shields her child—or risk everything for a love that never truly let her go.In a marriage built on lies, the most dangerous thing isn't betrayal.It's the truth.
"I am happily married, Rowland. I have a family now."

"I know you, Selene, like the back of my hand. Are you really happy? If I hadn't sensed your distress at that party. I would have deleted your contact, and you would have never seen me again."
"It's been years, Rowland. You know nothing about me. I have changed a great deal. I don't know why you came back. But please stay away from me and my family."

With only three days left until the apocalyptic fungal outbreak, my ordinarily strict father unexpectedly took out a million-dollar loan from a loan shark, transferred it to my account, and issued an absolute order: "Buy supplies, build a fortress, and even if you die, do not open that door!"

Staring at the seven-figure balance, I grabbed a liquor bottle, shattered the nose of the school bully who used to torment me, and instantly kicked off a frantic hoarding spree. I bought out a penthouse on the 50th floor, welded on a bank-vault-grade blast door, and stockpiled an endless supply of Tomahawk steaks and a massive arsenal of weapons.

When the disaster finally struck, the once-arrogant rich kids downstairs were reduced to bloody fodder for the monsters. The starving school bully knelt outside my door, tearing into his own companions just for a leftover bone. Meanwhile, separated by bulletproof glass, I sipped an ice-cold cola and coldly enjoyed the show.

Just as a massive horde of the infected surrounded the building, my parents unexpectedly arrived in a Unimog heavy armored vehicle armed to the teeth, crushing through the sea of corpses in a dominant rescue. With our family reunited and packing heavy firepower, we violently tore open our own path of rampage across this scorched wasteland!

Manny Okoye left Kirikiri Prison after twelve fucked-up years thinking he could just disappear. Ex-gang enforcer who burned a whole family alive. Now he wants spanner work and silence. But something ancient ripped open in solitary. The Godspark. First night out, the old crew jumps on him he opens his mouth and holy fire spills. They confess every evil shit they did, including killing his cousin. One burns screaming. Video blows up. They call him prophet. The voice in his head growls: Cleanse this rotten city. Every miracle carves burning scars into his skin and eats his soul. His brother’s sliding back into crime. The journalist who ruined him years ago is watching. A fake pastor and hungry old gods want to wear him like skin. In Lagos chaos, Manny’s stuck let the fire make him a monster saint, or kill the thing inside before it finishes what prison started.