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In my previous life, on the night of our wedding anniversary, my husband Bryan brought his pregnant mistress, Victoria, into our home. Driven to the edge, I slashed my wrists to force him to kick her out.
No one could have predicted her blood sugar would suddenly crash in the freezing storm outside. She collapsed into a flooded ditch and froze to death before anyone found her.
Everyone ruled it a tragic accident, but Bryan decided her blood was on my hands.
Months later, when I went into labor, he abused his position as my doctor to deliberately delay my care. He left me to writhe through dozens of hours of agonizing contractions and severe hemorrhaging until I bled out.
When, with hands slick with my own blood, I begged him to save our baby, he calmly peeled off his soiled surgical gloves. The look in his eyes was merciless.
"Heartbroken?" he sneered. "Good. Take the brat down to hell with you to keep Victoria company."
An icy, suffocating darkness swallowed me whole.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the exact night of our anniversary—the very moment Bryan, bringing the freezing rain in with him, protectively guided Victoria through my front door.

Five years ago, Lila Hart vanished after one night with a man who never gave his real name.
She rebuilt her life in silence—until his face dominated every screen.
Adrian Blackmoor.
Tech billionaire. Phantom executive. Untouchable.
When Adrian discovers he has a son, he doesn’t demand forgiveness.
He demands access.
Dragged into a world of glass towers, private armies, and legal assassins, Lila realizes Adrian’s empire was built on blood—and his family intends to collect what they believe is theirs.
But Elliot isn’t just a child.
He’s leverage.
A weapon.
An heir.
And the truth about Lila’s disappearance may destroy them all.

For a century, Carlos and I were the most envied lovers of the Dawn Court—yet our story ended in a cage of mutual, agonizing torment.

He loathed me for shattering a forbidden spell to forcefully awaken his memories, a desperate act that drove his precious half-elf, Lilia, to plunge to her death from the Astral Tower.

And I resented him for completely erasing our sacred vows. The very man who had once taken a lethal dragon's breath to save my life had awakened only to draw his blade against my throat—and offer his heart to my closest friend.

For the dark centuries that followed, he chained me in a sunless dungeon, using every conceivable cruelty to break my spirit.

Right up until my mana withered and I drew my last, agonizing breath, the venom he had spat through gritted teeth still echoed in the darkness: "Cecilia, you disgust me. I would rather have never remembered you at all."

In the cold embrace of death, clarity finally pierced my obsession. I understood then that I never should have used the ashes of our past to chain a man whose heart had already moved on.

I opened my eyes and found myself thrust back to the exact day Carlos returned hand-in-hand with Lilia, his memories entirely wiped clean...

Zephran Vespera was born into the most prestigious magical bloodline, yet his hands remain completely empty. While his younger brother is hailed as a prodigy, Zephran is branded a stagnant failure and a heavy burden on his family legacy.
What his parents and the entire wizarding world do not know is that Zephran is not weak. His magic was not lost. It was consumed.
Years ago, a desperate attempt to awaken his powers bound him to Vaelkar, an ancient and ruthless dark wizard who brought the continent to its knees centuries ago. Now, the fragmented soul of the fallen conqueror resides within Zephran, feeding off his magical core to survive.
Forced to enter the elite Aethelgard Arcanum as a pitiful mortal outcast, Zephran must endure the scorn of the magical society. But a dark pact has been made. In exchange for carrying the ancient entity past the school wards to reclaim the rest of his fractured soul, Vaelkar will teach Zephran the forgotten and forbidden arts of the void.
They thought he was a magicless failure. They were completely wrong. Zephran is about to forge a terrifying new path to power, and the entire realm will soon learn to fear the heir they once discarded.

Chloe Hudson gave up everything—including her health—for a man who never loved her. Married to Hank Collins only in name, she's endured a year of cold rejection while he lavished his love on another: her own half-sister, Irene. Just when Chloe decides to walk away, a twist of fate changes everything—she's pregnant. But instead of joy, her news is met with cruelty. Hank demands she abort the child, claiming only the woman he loves deserves his baby.
Heartbroken but not broken, Chloe chooses to fight—for her child, her dignity, and a future beyond betrayal. As secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, a familiar figure from her past steps in: Ryan Cooper, a man who once loved her and never stopped.
Will Chloe finally find the love she deserves? Or will her past drag her down before she can rise?

My daughter begged me, tears in her eyes, to take her to gymnastics camp—just the two of us.

I thought it was her way of proving she loved me.

I was wrong.

In that hotel room in Toronto, I overheard my husband's voice—with another woman.

“Don't worry, Sophia will find a way to stay a few more days. I promised her that blue limited-edition leotard.”

“Her body now… after giving birth, it's ruined.”

In that moment, my world collapsed.

I thought I'd only been betrayed by my husband.
But the daughter I raised with everything I had—she was his accomplice.

The child I nurtured with my own hands kept clearing the path: so that woman could sleep in my bed, wear the lingerie I could no longer fit into, sneer in front of the mirror at every single mark my body earned from bringing life into this world.

I once believed that giving up my career would be enough to hold my family together.

But they joined hands to tell me: my sacrifice was never honored. It was a joke.

When a woman who has given everything to her family finally wakes up—

Her revenge will make every single one of them remember exactly what they did.

“Why is Elara dying on my stream?”

Sienna Vale laughed in front of half a million viewers while my heroine glitched on-screen, wearing the ring I designed and speaking the line I wrote.

Caleb didn’t ask if I was okay. He shoved the emergency laptop toward me and said, “Fix it before the investors panic.”

So I opened the live build.

But instead of saving his launch, I patched one line into the game credits:

Created by Maya Reed.

Eilidh MacLeod thought she had escaped. Seven years after walking away from a cold marriage and a ruthless man, she has built a life of quiet stability with her son, Finlay.
But ghosts don’t stay buried forever. When Ruaridh MacKinnon—her powerful ex-husband—suddenly steps back into her world, her worst nightmare comes true. As the new owner of her company, he is now in control of her professional fate. And if he looks too closely, he may uncover the one secret she swore to protect.

My husband, Callum, never loved me. On our wedding night, he panted another woman’s name.
For five years, I endured a cold, loveless marriage. The only reason I held on was my daughter, Tessa.
But on the eve of her fourth birthday, Callum went behind my back and personally delivered her to his mistress Seraphina's underground lab.
The moment my daughter was drained of her blood and her heart stopped beating on that operating table, he was drinking champagne with Seraphina to celebrate their success.
From the moment I walked out of the crematorium holding Tessa’s freezing urn, the submissive wife I used to be died.

My husband's first love was in trouble.
When the news came, I was lying on the operating table.
Dr. Miller put down his scalpel and said to Dr. Johnson, "I'll leave my wife's surgery to you."

"If I don’t go now, I might regret it for the rest of my life."

With that, he turned and walked away.
Watching my husband's retreating figure, I couldn't hold back—tears fell.
The next second, the cold blade of a scalpel touched my skin.

Dr. Johnson spoke calmly, "Why the tears? With me here, you'll be fine."

The second the avalanche came down, I called my mate. Karl. Captain of the Pack Guard's First Squad.

He dug me out, carried me onto the helicopter, and told the pilot to take off before the second rescue team even got there.

He didn't know Delilah was buried in the same slide. The girl he'd never gotten over.

By the time they reached her, she'd been under the snow for three hours in twenty below.

Karl stood in the morgue all night.

He came back the next day and just gave me a small smile. "It wasn't your fault. You were carrying our pup. Of course you came first."

For a month after that, he was gentler than he'd ever been. He cleared his schedule to take me to every checkup. Cooked for me himself. Put the crib together, the dresser too. Every single thing in the nursery lined up exactly right.

I thought that avalanche had finally buried Delilah. That it had given him back to me.

Until the day I went into labor.

He sent every doctor and nurse out of the delivery room. There was a silver scalpel in his hand.

The moment he cut me open, I saw the red in his eyes.

Our pup was still crying, small and weak, and he never even looked. He threw us both into the incinerator.

"If it weren't for you, Delilah would still be alive. Your life for hers."

Then I opened my eyes, and I was back at the moment the avalanche hit.

My mate, Rhys, brought his dead brother's pregnant widow into our house.
He swore up and down I'd never have to lift a finger for her.
The next morning he stood by the door with a packed bag and a grin.
"Babe. Big news. The pack called me up. Border post out east, two years. I ship out tonight."
He looked at me like he was waiting for me to promise I'd take good care of his brother's widow.
So I pulled my own bag out of the closet, right there in front of him and the woman in the back room.
"Funny. The alliance called me up too. Medic rotation. Two years."
"We can leave together. Lock up on the way out. Colette can rest easy with the whole house to herself."

At the celebration party, everyone was egging them on.
To kiss ass with the so-called "investor's daughter," James, started playing some flirty card game with Vivian right in front of me, feeding her chips and making out.
I stood in the corner holding his jacket like some pathetic coat-check girl.
When I confronted him, James looked pissed. "Sophie, it's just an act! Vivian's got the company by the balls—don't be so damn difficult!"
I laughed.
He had no idea that the "Vivian" he was desperately sucking up to was nothing but a fraud riding someone else's coattails.
And the real person holding his fate, the one who'd greenlit his precious S-tier project? That was me—the wife he called "completely useless."
The day after our divorce, I pulled the plug on all of James's funding.
He went ballistic trying to meet with the mysterious investor. When the doors opened, I was sitting at the head of the table. Right in front of him, I fed that S-tier project proposal into the shredder:
"James, this deal? I'm out."

When Brigitta discovered her husband's appalling betrayal involving her stepsister and best friend, her world crumbled. Her subsequent divorce led her to a local bar, where a chance encounter with a charismatic stranger resulted in a passionate night.

Five years later, she found herself back in her hometown, with five beautiful children and an ailing grandmother in desperate need of medical care. In the face of these dire circumstances, Brigitta made the drastic decision to impersonate her stepsister and enter into a marriage with Ragnar Marshall, the seemingly ill and vegetative son of the notorious Wigglesworth family.

Her surprise was palpable when Ragnar was revealed as the continent's wealthiest CEO, a man whose features mirrored her children's. Yet, disturbing rumors about Ragnar compelled her to shield her children from him. How long could she keep them hidden, especially when they were so determined to make Ragnar Marshall their daddy?

My wife is the city's renowned "Community Angel." She donates every single cent of her high salary to the poor, all to buy herself a saintly reputation.
Meanwhile, as her husband, I spend my days rolling beneath cars in a factory, covered in grease, juggling four credit cards just to keep our large family afloat.
My parents-in-law survive on the expensive, imported life-saving meds I pay for, yet they constantly mock me for being a powerless nobody;
My own children attend private schools on my dime, only to look at me with disgust and call me an embarrassment;
And my wife? Dressed in her high-end couture, she looks down at me and condescendingly urges, "For the sake of the poor children, why don't you get another part-time job and just endure it a little longer?"
Looking at this den of parasites sucking the life out of me, a sudden, overwhelming wave of disgust washed over me.
I didn't argue. I silently put away my overdue bills, packed my bags, and completely vanished from this twisted household.
Later, at the highly anticipated Annual Charity Gala, in front of the entire city, I presented her with an ultimate "gift"—

I can't believe My dad will kick me out of my family to be a rouge. The werewolf world is very competitive but I never expected it to be this brutal from the moment I left my old pack border, it felt like deaths would befall me if I were a Rouge. It continued until I was half alive in the territory of another pack. Since I am a rouge trespassing is punishable by death but what if the alpha of this pack it's my mate .....?
Angus, Alpha of the crosswood pack. He is ruthless, cruel fierce, and a dominant wolf whose name strikes fear in the heart of other alphas because of his incredible strength and undeniable courage. When Angus found his mate in his territory, he was excited until he found out that she was a Rouge.

Victoria discovered that I hadn't submitted any supplemental medical expense claims for two weeks.
She assumed I had finally been disciplined and had given up what she called "the exploitative nature of the lower class."
Little did she know, my backpack held the signed divorce papers and my mother's death certificate.
As I turned to leave, I was still wearing the discounted trench coat she'd casually given me three years ago when we got married.
What she didn't know was that I, a deep-sea geology genius from MIT, willingly endured three years of her humiliation and ridiculous rules, just so my mother could stay in her conglomerate's private hospital to prolong her life.
Now, my mother has died because of unpaid bills , and even her ashes are carried by me in a cheap canvas bag.
Now that my loved one is dead, there's no need for me to continue being her obstructive dog on Wall Street. The lives she owed with those approval forms, I will settle with the collapse of her entire conglomerate empire.

My husband Dante's best friend Luigi died three months ago, and with his last breath, he made Dante promise to take care of his pregnant widow, Maggie. From that moment, Maggie invaded our lives, and I was only four months pregnant at the time.

Then Maggie got caught in a gang shootout. She needed an emergency blood transfusion, and she had this rare blood type—Rhnull. Turns out, I'm Rhnull too.

To save Maggie and her baby, Dante forced me to abort mine.

It is a big pack. I was about to open the door when I heard some giggling from the other side. It was a female I know that because what male giggle.

"Oh yes that feels good" the female moans.

A blush comes to my face as I heard that. I don't want to intrude but I have duties to attend.

I knock on the door hoping they would hear and begin to walk inside only to freeze on the spot. Tears fill my eyes as I look at the teen couple in front of me.

I turned my head back to my mate. He was staring at me with no emotion on his face. No regret that he was kissing someone else.

"Zep-"

"Don't say my name" He snapped at me cutting me off and making me flinch.

"But why?" I croaked. His facial expression turned angry.

"A slut who already has a kid that was not from me. Someone who is a rogue and a disgrace to our kind. Tell me mate how many men have you slept with? I can smell you have been with quite a few. Do you even know who the father of your disgrace is? huh?"

My breath came in short pants as I listened to what he was saying. I was frozen. I couldn't speak.

"I Zephania Abrahms reject you Sasha as my mate. My pathetic mate."

Amelia Davis was married to Frederick Hastings for three years, but that period paled in comparison to the decade he had spent enamored with his first love, Amber Roberts. On the day she found out she was pregnant, Frederick asked for a divorce. Without a word, she simply took the divorce papers and left. However, Frederick was taken aback upon discovering her pregnancy after her departure. In a rare display of emotion, the typically composed Frederick panicked, desperately pleading for Amelia's return as if he were in a state of frenzy...

Four years ago, I faked my death to escape my cruel husband, Aiden, and my evil sister. Now, I’ve returned as a powerful heiress, hiding my secret children.
I humiliated his mistress by making her pay millions for a painting I already owned, and when Aiden tried to corner me, I didn't beg—I slapped him.
But instead of anger, his eyes burned with obsession. He pinned me against the wall, whispering dangerously, "You can change your face, Keira, but you can't hide from me. Whose child is that?"
He thinks he still owns me? This time, I’m the one in control.

In a world where humans are prey to werewolves, Meredith Rutherford finds herself ensnared in a brutal tradition—the Annual Purge.

Forced to fight for her life, she never expects to be claimed by not one, but three powerful wolves: Damien, the Alpha, and his loyal companions, Beta Xavier and Gamma Magnus.

Bound to them by the will of the Moon Goddess, she faces a new reality where her fate is entwined with theirs.

“Whether you like it or not, this bond between us… it’s real, and it cannot be undone. You’re ours now, as we are yours, and we’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe, no matter the cost.”

Can Meredith tame her wild mates, or will she become the hunted in a battle for survival?

Enya has lost her husband and family in a day, she was happy in her life surrounded by people she loves and she thought they loved her back but the reality slapped hard on her face showing her how dumb and blind she is. Enya never thought that she will lose everything in her life and will be alone sitting in a park without any home to return.

On the other side of the world, Jeon is surrounded by everyone including beautiful girls, alcohol and tasty food but still, he feels alone. He doesn't know the longing and the loneliness he is feeling right now and when he sees people around him with their partners being in love, admiration shining through their eyes for each other. Maybe he is longing for admiration and love!? But he never experienced anything like that with anyone, not even with the girls he tried to date.

Enya and Jeon are longing for something very beautiful and scarce to find. Enya thought she got that scarce love and relationship but now she feels that she never found it, if the love was true and scarce her husband would have never left her and divorced her. Jeon never felt that scarce love with anyone and he longs for that love and partner who will be hard to find and will be able to stay beside him when things get hard.

When one wants to love and be loved, another wants nothing to do with relationships and love. How will destiny make them fall in love? Falling in love be the happy ending of their story? Did Enya and Jeon have to fight for their love or they will easily get their happily ever after!?

"Please,"Briggs adds, his voice lowering slightly.
"Use me, Lumi Carter."
"What do you want?" I asked straight, no hesitation.
"Let me be your next sin."Silence, clover shifts beside me. I felt it, but I don't look at her. Because my attention is locked on him.
"Allow me to redeem myself," he continues."And use me—until you're okay."
For six years, Lumi thought she had everything: a steady relationship with her devoted fiancé, Caius, and the promise of a perfect future. But the night before her engagement party, Lumi walks in on a betrayal she never imagined, Caius in the arms of her own cousin, Wren.
With her heart shattered, Lumi decides it's time to stop being the good girl. She creates a daring "sin list"—ten bold rules to break before the year ends. Rule #1: seduce a stranger.
But when that stranger turns out to be none other than Caius' older brother, the dangerously alluring and untouchable Briggs, Lumi's game of revenge ignites a fire neither of them can control.
As each "sin" on her list pushes them closer, Lumi will have to decide if vengeance is worth the price, because loving him might be the most dangerous sin of all.
WARNING: This story contains mature content, including explicit scenes, intense emotional conflict, obsessive behavior, and dark romantic elements. All characters are adults, and the narrative explores complex, sometimes uncomfortable dynamics.

Nina Ellington has spent nineteen years being invisible. To her parents. To the ballet world. To the boyfriend who says he loves her but keeps choosing everything else.

On the night she finally walks away, she crashes into a man with a broken unicorn in his hands and a dead best friend in his heart. Kane Black is everything Jessie isn't: angry, honest, and brutally real.

But he is also Jessie's brother.

When a storm, a bus crash, and a missed competition strand Nina on a Florida highway, the only person who comes looking is the one man she is supposed to avoid. The soldier with granite shoulders and a voice like gravel who tells her to stay away—and then spends the night icing her ankle, buying her ballet shoes, and watching her sleep.

The Spring Gala stage is everything Nina has ever wanted.

The only thing more dangerous than the lights is the way Kane looks at her when he thinks she isn't watching.

“I’m pregnant.” Her voice cracked.
He stared at the test like it might explode. “How long have you known?”
“Three days.”
“Three days.” He repeated it like testing the weight of a lie. “Tell me, Bella. Whose is it?”
The question hit her like a physical blow. “Yours. It’s yours, Nathaniel.”
“Don’t lie to me.” His face was a mask of cold fury. “We haven’t shared a bed in months. So I’ll ask again, whose baby is it?”


Bella Martinez thought her loveless marriage to billionaire Nathaniel Blackwood couldn't get worse, until she discovers she's pregnant. But when Nathaniel reveals he's been sterile for seven years and accuses her of cheating, Bella's world crumbles. As she fights to prove her innocence, dark family secrets emerge that threaten to destroy everything. The truth about her pregnancy is more shocking than anyone imagined, and it will either tear the Blackwood empire apart or forge an unbreakable bond between two broken souls.

Lucien Ward is a ruthless billionaire with everything—power, wealth, and charm. But beneath his cold exterior lies a dangerous truth: Lucien possesses a forbidden ability—he can control people’s desires. He hides it from the world, afraid of being seen as a monster. Until one night… he lets it slip in front of her.

Aria—his quiet, mysterious maid—accidentally walks in during one of his “episodes.” Fearing exposure, Lucien forces her to submit. She becomes his obsession, his possession, and his weakness. He thinks he's enslaving her desires, molding her body and soul to fulfill his every dark fantasy.

But Lucien doesn't know the truth.

Aria has been watching him for years.

And Aria… isn’t ordinary. With the power to manipulate thoughts and emotions, she lets him believe he’s in control—while pulling the strings from the shadows. Every move, every moment, was orchestrated by her. Even his darkest secrets… she already knows.

But in a world ruled by lust, lies, and layered betrayals—does Aria truly want Lucien’s love? Or is she playing a game so deep, even she can’t escape?

All Celene wanted was a quiet vacation, but she ended up stumbling into the devil's lap instead.
Celene Luther thought her biggest problem was writer’s block, until she realized someone was watching her. Obsessively... Intimately... Like they already knew every damn inch of her.

Cole Ryder was not a man who played by the rules. Cold-blooded, untouchable, and known as The Devil in the criminal underworld, he never wanted love. But the moment he read Celene’s words, he becomes addicted. And when he sees her? She becomes his obsession.

She is beauty, fire, and temptation to him and
He is danger, power, and sin to her
And he won’t stop until she’s his...mind, body, and soul.

"Don't you want revenge?"
"After everything he did... The affair. The lies. Firing you. Having you evicted. Turning your own mother against you. After all of that, don't you want him to pay?"
"Yes... I hate myself for it. I hate that he made me this person, but yes. I want him to hurt. I want him to feel what I felt."
"Then use me"
I caught my fiancè f**g my best friend thirty minutes before our wedding. An hour later, I was riding his father in the back of his car, still in my wedding dress.
Hudson Armstrong had me trained and broken down into the perfect and compliant woman. He thought I would swallow the humiliation, paste on a smile and walk down the aisle like nothing happened.
He thought wrong.
His father Julius? Dark-haired, cold-blooded and powerful enough to make grown men tremble. He was the kind of man who didn't ask for permission. He just took what he wanted.
When he found me shattered by his asshole of a son, he offered me an escape. A filthy, savage and absolutely depraved way out.
I should have said no. Instead, I let him peel off my white lace, shove me against the leather seats and fk me like I was his while his son stood waiting at the altar, clueless and humiliated.
One revenge f*k. One night to forget. One twisted mistake, except Julius won't let me go. His hands, his mouth and his obsession is consuming me whole and the more Hudson tries to win me back, the deeper I fall into his father's bed.

I need a fake date to my brother's wedding, and billionaire Charlie Walgrove owns a tux. Simple, right?   He’s also my sister’s boss, and I agree to let her set me up with the awkward genius, who apparently has even less luck in the dating game than a struggling artist, aka me.   We’re total opposites, but the date goes okay. We agree to be friends, the kind who won’t become lovers.    Famous last words.   On a series of “friend dates” involving bar snacks, acrylic paint and hedgehogs, I discover that Charlie is nothing like what I expected. Under his hoodie and glasses, he’s handsome and down-to-earth, stuck in a job he hates and afraid to disappoint people by walking away. His heart is as gorgeous as his hidden face.   I’ve always felt like the flaky sister in my family, but Charlie sees me as the artist I want to be. As our friendship deepens, so do my feelings for him. Maybe I’m even falling in love.   But gambling with my heart feels dangerous when all my relationships end in failure–especially if he’s only looking for a friend.   Is it only princesses that get a Happily Ever After? Or is there hope for a hot mess like me?   No Match for Her is a STANDALONE friends-to-lovers, opposites-attract romance. It is part of the Berkeley Hills series.

Just when tessy started to let her walls down, opening her heart to a man who made her feel seen and safe,she gets entangled in a web of lies,deceit and blood.
A secret,her past comes to face her in the most unexpected way.
Here she is forced to face her billionaire ruthless father,her abuser the very man who caused her deepest trauma in life and shattered her childhood

"He was supposed to protect me. Instead, he sold me to the highest bidder."

Seventeen. Broken ribs. A forced marriage.
Sold to the Italian Mafia by the man who was supposed to love her unconditionally—her father.

Nevaeh thought pain ended when her mother died. She was wrong.
Now property of a criminal empire, her freedom is a fantasy… until a rival mafia intercepts her fate. The French Mafia never planned to save a girl like her—but now that she’s in their hands, Nevaeh must navigate a brutal new world of power, secrets, and temptation.

In a world where love is used as leverage and trust is currency, Nevaeh must make a choice: stay broken—or rise from the ashes.

“I’ll make sure you hate yourself Anya Vescovi," Sergei grinned like he was confessing love, instead of casually spewing his hatred, "So much you drop to your knees and beg for mercy in the form of death.”

Fourteen years after the Morozovs were erased by a false peace, Sergei Morozov returns to finish what the Vescovis started.

His revenge isn’t a bullet, it’s her.

Anya Vescovi will learn what it means to be ruined from the inside out for the sins of her father.

Amanda is your average girl from Delaware, but her life is far from easy. She struggles to find a job, has a tough time finding love, and dreams of bigger things. When she meets Antonio Legassi, she falls in love hard.

Antonio is from Italy. When he comes to Delaware on business, he meets ambitious Amanda and starts a whirlwind romance, whisking her back to his hometown of Venice.

Yet, trouble lurks when Devin, a man from Amanda's past, tries to get between them and break them up. With the help of a reporter, Mariah, Amanda and Antonio's love will be tested. Can their love stand the tribulations of the truth?

Her Billionaire: The Executive is created by Christina Funera, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

She thought she was loved at first, but she soon realized that wasn't the case. She was nothing more than a duplicate, a doppelganger, and a stand-in for them. And when the original reappeared, she had no choice but to vanish......

He thought he'd spend the rest of his damned life alone, in pain and loneliness, until she delivered herself to him on a silver platter one day.

He will do anything to have her in his arms, even if it means denying her many identities. To have him by her side, she will shed her adversary's blood and bury whoever threatens her happiness.

They will defy the heavens and fight against the world to be together.

I must marry the ideal woman, my soulmate, but the damn soulmate is a divorced woman who will break all the rules. I hate commitments, so my mother, tired of waiting, organizes a masquerade ball to find me a bride from high society. But the girl who bewitches me has no invitation. One look into her eyes and I know I'm in trouble. I want to feel her everywhere, kiss those lips of hers and have her in more ways than one, forever... But she runs. I grab her hand, but she moves away from it. The ring he drops is the only evidence that our night together ever existed. I have to find the thin finger that fits that ring. I have to claim... my SOUL MATE! "This sexy story will keep you warm at night and make you fall in love with Luis Williams, wanting to go with him to his magical bed." Note: Some chapters contain high sexual content

Silver Ridge was meant to be Davina's fresh start, and she was doing fine, until she met Zane Storm, the Alpha heir every pack fears. She's his fated mate, but the pack sees her as weak and unfit to lead them.

The moment she's drawn into his world, she became the target of enemy packs.
He knows he should let her go, but why does everything in him refuse?

Now, Zane is caught between the life he was born to protect and the one person he was never meant to choose, because loving her could cost him everything and letting her go might destroy him anyway.

In a world where strength decides survival, what happens when the Alpha’s greatest weakness is the one person he can't afford to lose?

He marked her as his… Now there’s no way out.

Isla Monroe is a struggling college student with big dreams—until a single night changes her fate for good when she crosses paths with Damian Cross, the dangerous and charming powerful heir to a ruthless mafia empire.

With one claim, he marks her as his. But Damian didn’t choose her by accident—his secrets are tied to her past. As enemies close in and forbidden desire ignites, Isla learns a terrifying truth:

Falling for the devil doesn’t just burn you—it brands you for life.

Myla had always known something was wrong with her life.

Not in a way others noticed—but in a way she could never explain. A constant feeling that she did not belong anywhere.

Then one night, a voice found her in the dark. A stranger. A card. A promise that she was not alone.

That moment leads her to a hidden academy filled with people like her—those with abilities, secrets, and truths the world was never meant to see.

At first, it feels like her home. Until she realizes she is being watched and wanted.
Not by one… but by three powerful Alphas.

One who protects her.

One who understands her silence.

And one who terrifies even the strongest in the academy.

As Myla is pulled deeper into their world, she becomes the center of something far more dangerous than her desires.

She becomes a prize.

And war begins between the Alphas who refuse to share her.

Because in the academy, power is not only fought on the battlefield… it is earned from your circle.

And Myla was never meant to choose easily.

She was meant to be claimed in chaos.

They paid me a fortune to authenticate a masterpiece. It took eight seconds to know it was a forgery — and eight more to understand I was the forgery they'd hired.

The brushwork was my great-grandmother's. The woman they let die in a county ward, calling herself a liar for daring to say the paintings were hers.

The Ashford name sits on three centuries of art, scholarship, and law. None of it is theirs. He stole her words. His wife stole her paintings. They built a dynasty on a woman they erased — and never learned her blood runs in me too.

I'm the lawyer they brought in to seal one more theft. I said no.

By the time they remember her name, they won't have one left to sign.

"I, Alpha Miller, hereby reject you, Isla Higgins, as my mate and Luna of the Pembroke pack," he said with a smirk as his beta pinned me against the wall. My heart shattered into a thousand pieces, and I felt a physical ache in my body as pain penetrated through me.
“There is no competition here.” Mora, the girl who had made my life hell since childhood, wrapped herself around my fated mate, and he pulled her into his chest, kissing her with passion and lust. I glared at her in frustration and wished I could punch her fake image.
Isla decides to leave the pack after the humiliating rejection and the betrayal. Five years later, she returns to her old pack after her mother falls ill. As she comes to terms with the past and becomes a respected warrior in the Eclipse Moon Pack, secrets and lies are revealed. Isla must decide whether to give her ex-mate a second chance or realize her worth without him.

“Ah,” I throw my head backwards as Roman shoves two fingers up my cunt.

“Look at you,” he mocks, lust in his eyes as he frees his stiff cock.

“See how good you take me.” He pushes in with a groan, and desire ripples through me as my cunt expands to take his cock.

He wraps one hand firmly around my throat and digs his fingers into my ass. We collide like two dying stars, our bodies flushed together, and the thick musk of sex in the room. I drag my nails down his back, taking him in deeper. He trembles in my hold.

“You say you hate me, yet … hmm, yet, you fuck me this good.” I whimper as he lengthens his thrusts, and my legs start to tremble.

A wicked grin flashes on his face, he tightens his hold around my neck, and reaches down for my clit. My whole body goes rigid as he pushes me closer to the peak.

“You are mine, Scarlett -- all pieces of you. You are mine. Lie to me all you want, nothing will change the fact that you are mine. Now, be a good girl and cum on my cock.”

She needed protection. He needed a wife.

Scarlett Brooks has been running from her past so long she's forgotten what standing still feels like. Roman Sterling doesn't do feelings, only power, money, and the cold precision of getting what he wants. When he makes her an offer, she has no choice but to accept. The terms are simple: two years, unlimited resources, zero emotions.

But Roman is possessive in ways the contract never covered. And Scarlett is hiding something that could destroy them both.

What begins as a transaction becomes an obsession neither of them can survive.

When I handed the divorce agreement and the severance-of-parental-rights form to my husband and son, they signed without even reading them.
"Mom, I don't need your patent transfer. I'm in a hurry to go see Aunt Bianca," my son said.
My husband tossed the divorce papers aside. "Bianca's dog is missing. Get out of the way."
I picked up the scattered pages from the floor. A long time passed before I whispered to the empty hallway, "But… today is my birthday."

For all the little girls who grew up wondering what happens after the prince kisses the girl—this is the story they never told you.
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Locked in her frozen tower, Bella dreamed of warmth, of touch, of freedom and of love. Cursed with the power of ice and snow, she’s spent her life alone. A secret they tried to protect the world from. Her only escape comes in the form of the books she reads. Stories of heat, desire, and the kind of love that could melt even her frostbitten heart.
Damien is the Beast. A dragon King with a temper forged in flame and a soul hollowed by duty. The world fears him. The people call him a monster. But beneath the scales and the rage lies a man who has never been touched by love.
When frost meets fire, the world shatters. She was never meant to leave her tower. He was never meant to find her. But destiny doesn’t bow to kings or care for cages and now the question burns through them both: Can Bella have her Beast? Or will the girl of snow melt in the heat of his desire?

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"I’m keeping her."
"What?"
Before I can react, he scoops her up. Her small body fits easily in the cradle of his talons. For a split second, she looks startled, but not afraid. Her hand rests against one scaled finger, and she stares up at him with that same curious wonder, as though she’s already forgotten she was ever meant to fear me.
"Put her down," I try to command, panic threading through my thoughts. "You’ll hurt her."
"She’s ours," the beast insists, possessive and fierce. "Our snowflake."

Not every fantasy is gentle. Not every desire plays by the rules. Some pleasures are dangerous. And these stories? They come with teeth. Behind closed doors and under tight sheets, women surrender to the hunger they're not supposed to have… and the men who know exactly how to feed it.
From a gynecologist who crosses the line with a patient who wants more than a check-up… To a reverend's wife who falls for a man she sees every Sunday and sins with every chance she gets… To a virgin student who learns her first lesson in the back office of her lecturer… To a nanny who becomes the one thing her boss can't resist… This isn't about love. This is about lust… raw and dripping.
Forbidden romance. Unholy cravings. So if you're looking for soft kisses and fairy tale endings…Turn back now. But if you're ready for something that makes you squirm in your seat… If you want stories you'll replay in your head long after the last line…Then go ahead. Open the book.

“I’m going to tell you what I have in mind,” he murmured.
“First you’re going to strip down until you’re completely naked,” he whispered against her ear. “Then I’m going to tie you up so you’re completely powerless and subject to my every whim.”
“Mmm, sounds good so far,” she murmured.

“Then I’m going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I’m going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it’s rosy with my marks.”

She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn.

“And then I’m going to fk your mouth. But I won’t cum. Not yet. When I’m close, I’ll flog you again until your ass is burning and you’re on fire with the need for relief. And then I’m going to fk that ass. I’m going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won’t be gentle. Not tonight. I’m going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I’m going to cum all over your ass.
Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"

Isla is determined to leave the pack after being rejected and humiliated by the soon to be alpha, Miller. After finally coming to terms with the rejection and having moved away to the Eclipse Moon Pack, Isla is suddenly called back to her old pack due to her mother becoming unwell. Secrets and lies are about to be unravelled along the way but how will Isla react to her ex mates sudden regret at rejecting her five years ago? Can he win her back or will Isla realise her worth without him??

LILA KING is somewhat notorious in her old pack - as a child she led a rebel crew of delinquents who caused havoc in the reserve and fought vampires. She was one of the best fighters in the pack, but following her best friend's death at 18 she left the pack to live with humans.

For her 25th birthday, she finally returns, but only to introduce her werewolf family to a human fiance.
What no one expects, though, is that at the party her family throws... she will encounter her fated mate. He is no other than DARIUS CARTER - the new Alpha of the biggest pack in the region, holding a bad rep for killing the former Alpha to assume his righteous position.
But there is much more to him than just a pretty face and a fabulous six-pack...
Can Lila fight destiny? Does she even want to?

"Suck my cock, Rosabella. That's all you're good at. A hopeless orphan can only dream of luxury. Keep your filthy mouth out of my affair…use it only to make me cum."
Bella Hale has known suffering her entire life. Orphaned at sixteen, she survives on scraps and desperation. She does whatever it takes not to starve with only little dignity intact.
She envies the rich—people who seem immune to hardship and pain. Yet she promised herself that if she ever got her hands on one of them, she would never let go. She was done suffering.
Lucian Rodriguez is everything she should despise.
A cold, selfish, ruthless billionaire with little conscience and no mercy…
a man who knows how to smile for the world while keeping his darkness well hidden.
Their worlds collide when Lucian's four-month-old daughter goes missing… and Bella finds her.
Lucian offers no gratitude…and Bella refuses to let the opportunity slip. She demands compensation. Not just money, but security. A lifetime guarantee that she will never be poor again. In return, she will do whatever he wants. Her body. Her life. He can have it all.
Bella is taken into his world—strictly as a deal.
What she doesn't realize is that when you make a deal with the devil, you should never expect it to be fair.
And she will learn too late that being poor was far better than belonging to Lucian Rodriguez.
A deal turns into obsession.
Survival into desire.
Desire into Hate.
Hate into Love.
That love and commitment becomes the biggest and worst mistake.
Will Bella's desperate deal destroy her?
Or Will she become Lucian's destruction?

"I married you for power," he said with a smile.

She believed him.

But the warrior who spent four years bleeding on frozen battlefields, who lost everything and survived on memories of her alone—he's been playing a very different game.

Sometimes the biggest lie is pretending you don't care.