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"Silly girl, women like you are only for pleasure... So, serve your purpose."
He stopped right near my ear and completed his words seductively, "And satisfy me."


Zaviyaar Sheikh, a highly manipulative and savage mafia leader of the middle east had everything in his palm. Living a nonchalant yet risky life, nothing excited him until one day he met a tempting dancer.
Aalifa Niyaz, also known as Noor-e-Jaan.
At first it meant nothing, she was nothing but a prey but before he knew it. He developed an obsession towards her.
The woman who left him enticed to the point he was willing to break all his ethical boundaries just to make her his mistress.
To cage her from this world.
But, she was no easy prey. She would struggle till the end to save herself from the monster who set his eyes on her.
And, when Zaviyaar had locked his target, nothing could stop him either.

"Silly girl, women like you are only for pleasure... So, serve your purpose."
He stopped right near my ear and completed his words seductively, "And satisfy me."


Zaviyaar Sheikh, a highly manipulative and savage mafia leader of the middle east had everything in his palm. Living a nonchalant yet risky life, nothing excited him until one day he met a tempting dancer.
Aalifa Niyaz, also known as Noor-e-Jaan.
At first it meant nothing, she was nothing but a prey but before he knew it. He developed an obsession towards her.
The woman who left him enticed to the point he was willing to break all his ethical boundaries just to make her his mistress.
To cage her from this world.
But, she was no easy prey. She would struggle till the end to save herself from the monster who set his eyes on her.
And, when Zaviyaar had locked his target, nothing could stop him either.

In the captivating tale of "Doll of His Hands," Amara's world is forever altered when she unexpectedly finds love in the arms of the person who once kidnapped her.

Filled with spine-tingling suspense and heart-melting romance, this unique story unravels the complexities of their relationship, testing the boundaries of trust, redemption, and the power of the human heart.

Amara, a young woman plagued by the trauma of her past, stumbles upon an unlikely connection with her captor, whose name is shrouded in mystery. As their paths intertwine once more, a magnetic attraction draws them closer, defying the logic of conventional love stories.

Will Amara succumb to the haunting memories and fear that still haunt her, or will she dare to embark on an emotional journey that challenges everything she thought she knew about herself?

As secrets unfold and the tangled web of their shared past is gradually revealed, Amara must navigate a treacherous landscape of emotions, torn between the forbidden desire she feels for her captor and the need for self-preservation. With every twist and turn, danger lurks in the shadows, threatening to extinguish the fragile flame of their forbidden love.

"Doll of His Hands" takes readers on a rollercoaster ride of conflicting emotions, where suspense intertwines with the undeniable allure of romance. It explores the transformative power of love, forgiveness, and the extraordinary capacity for the human spirit to heal and find solace in the most unexpected of places.

Brace yourself for a gripping narrative that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very last page, as Amara's journey of self-discovery reaches its startling climax.

Warning: This novel have matured contents.

Emma , a mute maid who have been serving Louise and his family along with her mother from her tender age, got raped when she was 17 and treated so badly by Louise. She was forced to leave amidst a three months pregnant she had for Louise after Louise got engaged to another girl. A girl choose by the father. Six months later, Emma gave birth to two boys.

Moreover everything later turns upside down for Louise with his arranged

Warning: This novel have matured contents.

Emma , a mute maid who have been serving Louise and his family along with her mother from her tender age got raped when she was 17 and treated badly by Louise. She moved out after louise got married and gave birth to two boys.

Moreover everything later turns upside down for Louise which made him to turn and start looking for Emma but it seems to be too late.

Will they unite again, what happened to Louise after Emma moved out of the house.

Find out as you read.

Miley, a ray of sunshine with a heart full of love, collides with Alexsei, a powerful force of darkness. He's a man with a stone-colled heart, haunted by shadows and stained by blood. Yet, when he meets Miley's pure soul, something cracks.

As they navigate the treacherous dance of their forbidden love, the walls around them crumble, and the danger closing in threatens to tear them apart. Can their love be the light that saves him, or will his darkness consume her? In a world where power is currency and loyalty is death, Miley and Alexei risk everything for a love that could be their redemption... or their downfall.

I add another finger, feeling her tension increase as my fingers explore every inch of her pussy.

''Relax your body. '' I kiss her left buttock and twist my fingers inside her and push them in hard.

''Ahh!"

She let out a burning moan when I hit her sensitive spot, and I approached her right breast, marking it with my bites and sucking. I want everyone to realize tomorrow that she now has a man, a man who will be her only owner. Her every move will be known to me, I'm the only one who can have her. I will kill anyone who dares to approach my beautiful little doll.


Aurelia's life changes dramatically when she is wrongly accused of having marijuana in her backpack, she is sent to the infamous Horizon Penitentiary, known as hell on earth. In an environment where law and order seem like mere illusions, Aurelia finds herself surrounded by cruel criminals and the sinister shadows that lurk in every corner of the prison.

Desperate to survive and escape this nightmare, Aurelia catches the attention of the dreaded Demon, the prison's supreme leader. With his aura of power and absolute dominance, the Demon sees her as tempting prey, determined to have her as his own. As she struggles to survive in an environment where violence reigns supreme, she finds herself involved in a dangerous game of cat and mouse with the Demon.

Between the darkness of the prison and the shadows of the corridors, Aurelia struggles to keep her humanity intact, even as he tries to turn her into his obedient doll. In a world where the lines between good and evil are blurred, she must find a way to resist his seduction before it's too late.

"The Demon's Doll" is a story of courage, sacrifice and redemption in a place where hope is a rare luxury and survival is a daily battle.

"What the hell, it even has haptic vibration feedback? Are they seriously making these things this realistic now?"

Taking advantage of my roommate being out on a sales call, I tossed this ridiculously expensive "high-end realistic doll" onto my bed.

Watching her body tremble slightly, almost uncontrollably, the twisted fire in my gut burned even hotter.

"Baby, here I come!"

His hands wandered lower, fingers pressing into the dip of my spine, then slipping over the curve of my hips. His fingers teased the sensitive skin there, his touch lingering, exploring. A massage was one thing. This—this was something else entirely.
"Relax, little virgin." He withdrew his hands, but not before dragging his fingers over my waist in a lingering caress. "I’m only touching. After all… you belong to me, don’t you?"


Selene’s life had been perfectly ordinary. Classes, late-night study sessions, coffee runs—just another college student trying to survive. Until the night she was taken.
One moment, she was taking out the trash. The next, she woke up in chains, surrounded by strangers with eyes that glowed like molten gold and smiles that revealed fangs. Real, impossibly sharp fangs.
Vampires.
She would have laughed if she weren’t terrified. If the stench of blood and fear didn’t cling to the walls of the dark, underground chamber where she was held. If the stage she stood on didn’t feel like a meat market, her body was the product being sold.
She wasn’t alone. Other humans were paraded before the silent, powerful figures watching from velvet seats, bidding on them with lazy amusement. Some were terrified. Some were resigned. Selene was neither.
She was furious.
Then he stepped forward.
Tall, commanding, dangerous. The kind of man whose presence sucked the air from the room. His midnight eyes settled on her, and a cruel smirk curled his lips.
Selene’s skin prickled. Every instinct screamed at her to look away, to shrink under his gaze. But she didn’t.
And he noticed.
“A million,” the stranger said, his voice smooth, final. “In cash.”
Silence. No counterbids. No challenge.
She should have been relieved the auction was over. Instead, her stomach turned cold as she realized the truth.
She hadn’t been purchased.
She had been claimed.

Adelaide should have died on Selection Night.

Instead, the Devil carried her across the veil—bleeding, furious, and burning with magic she shouldn’t possess.

They're bonded, like it or not.

Her power destabilises his realm.

Their desire threatens to consume them both.

As Hell twists and reshapes itself around her presence, one truth becomes impossible to ignore:

Adelaide isn’t just his chosen.

She’s the spark that could remake the underworld… or rule it.

If she survives him long enough to claim the crown.

Excerpt

Adelaide hung suspended in the Devil’s ropes—breathless, trembling, every inch of her alive with flame.

He circled her like a predator savouring the final moment before the kill.

But he wasn’t hunting her.

He was devouring the sight.

“Look at you,” Apollo murmured, touching a glowing fingertip to the curve of her hip. Her body jolted, heat spiralling through her so sharply her vision blurred. “My Little Flame… you burn so beautifully.”

The ropes tightened at his silent command, lifting her chest, arching her spine. Her breath broke. Magic crackled between them, alive and ravenous.

He dragged a slow trail of fire up her ribs. She shuddered.

“Tell me you feel it,” he whispered against her ear.

She hated how fast the answer came. “Yes.”

His grip closed around her throat—not harsh, but claiming—and her pulse leapt into his palm as if reaching for him.

“You deny me with your mouth,” he said, “but your body kneels.”

Heat built—pressure, light, something too big for her ribs.

“Apollo—please—”

“Yes,” he whispered, voice breaking. “Give in.”

She did.

Her flame erupted in a blinding burst, racing along the ropes, lighting the chamber in gold.

Apollo inhaled sharply, awe and hunger twisting his features.

“Good girl,” he breathed, ruined by the sight. “Burn for me.”

"The pool cue came down hard on my left leg. The agony made my vision blur."

"You destroyed Vivian's leg," Noah, the man I’d loved for ten years, said emotionlessly. "Now you'll pay with yours."

Because of a car accident I didn't cause, my fiancé broke my leg, my wealthy family disowned me, and I was thrown into prison for three years.

When I was finally released, I thought the nightmare was over. But Noah was waiting for me in the freezing snow. "Welcome back to the real torture, Phoebe."

He forced me to work as a lowly cleaner in his club, watching coldly as my former friends, my father, and his fake, sweet-faced lover Vivian trampled my remaining dignity into the dirt.

They thought they had broken me. They thought I would just kneel and accept my fate as a disposable pawn.

But they were wrong. I will endure this hell, I will uncover the truth behind the accident, and I will make everyone who gleefully destroyed my life regret the day they crossed me.

“Go away from me. Let me be, you monster!” Eira screamed, her voice echoing from behind the room she had closed herself on. Determined more than ever not to see him. She heaved, her chest rising and falling to the pain."You took everything from me, Draven. You took everything from me!"

"Then take it back, Eira.” Draven called out possessively, “Hate me, fight me, do everything Eira, but don't dare leave me. I won't let you do that.”

…

Eira Katz's world is ripped apart when she is abducted by Draven, a man blinded by grief and vengeance. Accused of murdering the only woman he ever loved—a woman carrying his child—Eira becomes the target of his rage. Held captive, she endures relentless torment, all for a crime she did not commit.

But when the truth is revealed, the damage is already done. Draven has destroyed her life, killed the man she loved, and left her with nothing. As Eira grapples with the aftermath, she learns she is carrying his child, a bond neither of them can escape.
Trapped in a cycle of vengeance, guilt, and reluctant dependency, Eira must decide whether to escape her captor or confront the broken man who refuses to let her go. But in a world where pain and passion collide, the line between love and hatred blurs.

Will Eira find freedom, or will she be forever bound to the man who took everything called life away from her?

Erina's family sells her to a pack of wolves, she knows she's there for their pleasure to be used and then killed, at least that's their intention.
But what they don't know is that Erina isn't willing to accept that fate. She's determined to do whatever is needed to stay alive. The pack thinks they can just use her and throw her away, but when she's done with them they won't be able to survive without just another moment with her.
Because Erina doesn't want to be their broken doll, she just needs to be their perfect one.

Unfortunately for her, the pack isn't going to make life that easy for her. She's underestimated just what they could want from her and she's about to be pushed to her very limits and beyond for her mistake.
Her bid for survival is about to begin.

Their Broken Doll series is a trilogy of reverse harem dark romance story that follows Erina and her descendants and the path from a slave to a Goddess.

This story is about a controlled marriage that goes wrong, the naive protagonist decides to lose her virtue with a stranger, but not satisfied with making a mistake once, she decides to do it a second time, being with two strangers, finding out on her wedding day that the man she will marry is the one she was with the second time.

To complete the problems she gets pregnant, not knowing which of the two would be the father, but what she does not know is that both men are brothers.

“Listen to me, dolcezza, I fuck. I dominate. I tie your hands, your legs and make you forget your own name.”

I pressed my lips tightly, refusing to give him the satisfaction that only his words was messing with my head, “You don’t scare me, Marco.”

His hands wrapped around my throat..not to hurt. Just enough to remind me I was his to command.

“No, but I do something worse.” His lips brushed my ear. “I make you beg.”

I hated him.

I hated the way my pussy ached fro his touch.

Most of all, I hated my body for betraying me…for wanting him.

“Say it,” he whispered. “Tell me who you belong to.”

“I don’t belong to anyone.”

He shoved my legs apart roughly, plunging two mighty fingers inside me, “Then why is your pussy soaked, bella? Hmm? Tell me…do you want my cock or my collar?”

I swallowed hard, “Both.”

Marco smiled…cruel, wicked, knowing. “Then be a good girl for daddy. Kneel!”

And I did.


Sold by her mother to a ruthless Italian mafia don, Cassandra’s new life is nothing like the peaceful future she dreamed of.



Forced into marriage with his cold son, Cassandra finds herself caught in a dangerous web of power, secrets, and forbidden desire.



But the real danger isn’t her supposed fiancee—it’s Don Marco, her ruthless father-in-law. It begins with whispered temptations and stolen glances, then escalates into late-night visits and nights of forbidden passion.



Just when she thinks she’s learned to navigate the madness, Marco’s son…once distant and disgusted by her—starts falling in love with her too.



Now, torn between a dangerous Don and his possessive son, Cassandra must choose between love, and a twisted form of power she never imagined wielding.


Who will claim her heart—and who will destroy it?

In a city where strength meets loyalty, Aella isn't just any future leader—she's the fierce Alpha-in-waiting of the Westland Pack. Raised to be a warrior queen, she's always been the dutiful daughter, trained in the art of battle and prepared to take the throne.

Yet, when her father decides to marry her off to Alpha Roman, the cruel and mysterious Russian Alpha from an enemy pack, Aella rebels for the first time. She bolts; choosing freedom over anything her father has planned for her.

Little does she know Roman has swapped his Alpha crown for a bounty hunter's disguise. This is an easy feat, seeing as no one knows what he truly looks like and his reputation as a monster doesn't leave anyone asking questions.

Roman is hot on her heels, dead-set on reclaiming what he deems rightfully his. In Aella's quest for freedom, love and deception become twisted in a treacherous dance.
Two Alphas, two worlds, and a collision course with destiny.

Will Aella break free instead of being the final pawn in a deadly endgame?

Or will Roman clip this little bird's wings?

I pinch myself in hope that I am dreaming, that I am not actually laying n*ked beside the god of Edlin, in his regal bed!

I, a lowly servant of the Princess he is about to marry, I shouldn't be here. The punishment for my reckless actions will be death!

A soft groan leaves his luscious lips before his eyes open, clear of drunkenness.

"Who are you?" he questions.


A night with a drunken god leaves Taya with a burden that was never meant for a human to carry.

Emperor Namon of Havenswood is thought to be a god because of his formidable powers and the dragons that guard his palace. After a contest of the most beautiful princesses to be chosen as his Queen, Taya had escorted her mistress to the great palace, but on the night before the ceremony, she stumbles into the insanely gorgeous god, drunk with the Kingdom's finest wines and shirtless.

His seduction is irresistible, even for a servant who doesn't want to risk death. Taya ends up in his bed, but the next day brings in the shock, especially to Emporer Namon. He slept with a human servant. She is his mate, but nothing could disgrace his name more than such a shameful bond.

He angrily forbids Taya of ever speaking of the intimacy they shared and goes ahead to marry her royal mistress.

Weeks later, that forbidden night bears the ultimate consequence. Taya is pregnant with the Emperor's bastard child.

How long can she hide the child at a time when the survival of Namon's Kingdom depends on him having an heir and his chosen wife has turned out to be barren?

In the dark underworld, Matthias Sterling is a feared mob boss and the only family I had left after my parents died. I used to be the girl he cherished, until I turned eighteen and confessed my feelings to him.

From that day on, the tenderness in his eyes turned to disgust. He brought home Rose Hartley and threw me away like trash.

In my past life, someone drugged him with a powerful aphrodisiac. I gave myself to him as the cure, only for him to call me a shameless whore. But when I got pregnant, he married me anyway.

On our wedding day, Rose ran to rival territory heartbroken and ended up dead. When he heard the news, he said nothing. Just finished the ceremony.

When I went into labor, he locked me in the house and said coldly, "If it weren't for you, I would've married her. She wouldn't have run to enemy territory and died."

He blamed everything on me. In the end, I died in childbirth. He wouldn't even let anyone call a doctor.

When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the night that changed everything.

The daughter of the Alpha after being too trustful in her first life, she died, but when she came back to her second life, she was awakened by the alpha blood and this time she was more powerful, she was ready to hurt everyone that has ever hurt her in the past

“Come here now or the man you love dies.”
That was the message that shattered Hazel's world.

Drawn to an unknown location by the chilling threat, Hazel, the only surviving tribreed arrives, only to find the lifeless bodies of her boyfriends parents on the floor.

Her boyfriend, Kael Damon walked in, only to see Hazel holding a dagger stained with blood and smelling of wolfsbane.

Clouded with pain and disbelief, he rejects her and chases her away from the pack.

Hazel becomes determined to find out who killed his parents and uncover the reason why the person decided to frame her for it but when she leaves the pack, she realizes she's pregnant.
Her life becomes even more difficult, causing her to become stronger.

But Kael soon realizes she was framed and is now desperate to get her back, willing to do everything to win her heart back.

Will it be too late or will there be another chance for redemption?

Love! Is this word beautiful or deceitful? I am tired of hearing him say that soulless I love you and get back to his mistress, side-chick, or whatever. it is not like we are in a relationship or we are a couple. The relationship we are in is more than something which shouldn't be named.

I just want to be loved by him, physically and emotionally. I should be the one he is seeking whenever he feels horny, is it wrong to feel like this? But not for only tending to his wounds or being a shoulder to cry on.

maybe it's wrong to feel something for the man who never describes you as more than a friend but always looks at you like he wants to do things with you that friends shouldn't.

What is so good about her is that he always ends up in her bed, maybe I never will know, and by asking I don't want to ruin whatever we have. but it's time to move on from Ezra Irwin and do something good for my life too.

come and follow Fay Moore and Ezra Irwin in their Life's Drama and know what will happen.

EXCERPT
"Little mouse, the next time I have to repeat something to you, I'll have to take you over my knee"; I shuddered. The thought of him taking me over his knee made me hot for some unknown reason. I sat carefully on his laps, my legs to the side. He turned me so I straddled him.
He caressed my sides and leaned into my neck. He sucked on the side of my neck and I tilted my head to give him better access. He scraped my neck gently and I moaned. I felt super sensitive all over my body.
"My king";
"Thane. Call me Thane. I want to hear you scream it when you cum for me."


When fate sends her to the north as a slave, she meets him and sparks fly.
Alpha King Thane is wild and ruthless. He doesn't know how to be gentle. He is exasperated by the slave in red dress. He doesn't want another mate but no one else can have her.
Esmeralda is attracted to the king. He acts hot and cold towards her and stirs up emotions she doesn't understand. She has no idea what he wants from her.
What does fate have for the innocent slave girl and the ruthless alpha king?
Will they be able to overcome all obstacles and be together in the end or will secrets of the past tear them apart.

"Ellis," I followed Ellis' gaze, and he was staring at the woman behind me.
"Mate,"
My knees weakened as Ellis whispered the words. I took a step back.
"Ellis, baby," I regained composure and went to him in an attempt to get his attention.
"Mate," he whispered again, ignoring me and looking at Charlotte. I could barely breathe, and all I did was step aside. Ellis took steps forward to her and slowly cupped Charlotte's crying face with trembling hands.
"Hello, mate,"
No, no, no. I silently begged the moon goddess to wake me from this nightmare...


Love Chasia is heartbroken when her boyfriend of ten years finds his mate and chooses her, forgetting the promise he made to stay by her side forever.
The best and only option for her is to leave and never see him again, but what happens when she discovers she's pregnant?
Five years later, they meet in a way they didn't expect. Now, he is her new boss. The passion, love, and lingering feelings they thought were buried come back with full force, especially now that she works in his company.

Alpha Vorian gets everything he wants. Women swoon, money flows, and his charm is lethal. But beneath the surface lies a darker truth by night, he's an elite assassin, flawless and feared, a man who never misses his mark.
Kavira has spent her life in the shadows. Forced to live outside the pack her brother rules as Alpha, she’s carved her own path one that’s built on loyalty, survival, and righting wrongs. Alongside her tight-knit crew, she reclaims what was stolen and returns it to its rightful owners.
When a powerful enemy paints a target on Kavira’s back, her world spirals.
And the assassin hired to take her out?
Alpha Vorian himself.
But fate has other plans.
Because the moment he finds her, he realizes the thief he’s meant to kill… is his mate.
Will Vorian follow through with the job? Or will he defy everything he’s ever known to protect the one woman he was never supposed to love?

Betrayed by her husband and her best friend, Sienna spirals into a drunken mistake—one that feels too good to regret. The stranger who comforted her that night becomes her obsession… until she discovers he’s her new boss.

Lucian Gray wants her, craves her, and he doesn’t care about rules, pasts, or the man begging for her back.
Sienna wants nothing but distance, but desire keeps dragging her closer.

He’s her boss. He’s her sin. And she might just become his downfall.

I used to be the Blackwells' best killer. For him, I walked away from that life and became his wife. I even gave him a daughter.

I thought it was redemption. Turns out, it was the start of something worse.

Three years ago, during that shootout at the docks, his first love showed up with his bastard son. When the rival family put guns to both kids' heads, he didn't hesitate. He chose to save her son.

My daughter burned in the explosion.

That was the day the man I loved for ten years died. What's left is just my sworn enemy.

Maximilian Adenhart ruled over his coven for full five hundred years without any trifle stumbling on his feet. He's the greatest among the ruling class. Anyone who tells otherwise will perish under his gentle hands. For him, he lacks nothing in life. But his sister has a different opinion of him. That's why Max found himself having a 'vacation' inside the town of Little Maddison. Where he later on came to meet his fated mate, Dolly. A sweet, lovely rabbit shifter who's unfortunately living with another man.
It was never what Max had expected from the beginning.

Fifteen years ago, my fourteen-year-old sister Elise died on her way to the town flea market. She'd been raped. Her legs sawed cleanly off.
Our mother—perpetually drunk—didn't even look at the body. She just tore at the frozen mud with her bare hands, nails splitting, blood mixing with slush.
"The dolls! Where are the dolls she had? Where are they?"
Fifteen years later, I'm a child welfare caseworker.
Today, a girl we'd just pulled from an abusive home handed me a broken porcelain doll.
"Sloane," she whispered, "I found this in the trash. Its legs are broken. Can you fix it?"
The moment I took that doll, I froze. Tears came without warning.
Fifteen years. I finally understood where to start looking.

For three years, she nursed her paralyzed husband, risked her own life testing experimental drugs, and nearly destroyed her health to pull him back from the brink of death.
But on the very day he fully recovered, he held his first love in his arms and declared, “I will take care of her and our child for the rest of my life.”
Heartbroken, she asked for a divorce. In return, he coldly froze all her bank accounts and forced her out of the house with nothing, sneering, “You are nothing without me.”
It was not until she hid her pregnancy test and walked away for good that he finally panicked.

Our ceremony was ambushed underground. One exit. Corvin was the only one who could move fast enough to carry someone out.
In my last life, he chose me — and left Niamh behind. She didn't make it. He spent five years after that making sure I understood what that meant. Every day I woke up was a day she couldn't. When I finally ran out of ways to leave quietly, I chose a window that faced east and walked into it.
Now I'm back. Same corridor, same chaos, same choice.
This time, I said: "Take Niamh."
The way his shoulders came down — like something he'd been holding for years, finally put down — told me everything five years together never did.
He promised to come back. He was already moving when he said it.
I knew I had to get out myself. But the ferals who'd killed Niamh last time found my corridor before I made it to the stairs.

The plan was simple: Break the nephew by seducing the uncle.
Wesley Vance didn't just break my heart; he tried to sell my dignity. So, I went after the only man he feared. The man who owned the city, the empire, and Wesley’s future.
Lance Lawson. He’s cold. He’s untouchable. He’s my ex-boyfriend’s uncle. I thought I was the one setting the trap. I wore his shirts, haunted his penthouse, and chipped away at his legendary control until the ice finally cracked.
But I made one fatal mistake. I thought Lance was a man I could use and discard. I didn't realize that once you wake a predator, he never goes back to sleep.
Now, Wesley is gone, the Vance family is in ruins, and I’m trapped in a gilded cage of my own making. Because Lance doesn't want my loyalty. He wants my soul.
I wanted revenge. I got an obsession.

She married the wrong man.

And fell into the arms of the one she should never want.

Elena becomes Luca Marino’s wife for one reason only—to save the only family she has left. But on her wedding day, she realizes the truth: she is nothing but a replacement. His heart still belongs to another woman… one who returns pregnant with his child.

Cold, cruel, and unforgiving, Luca turns their marriage into a punishment.

Until Adrian Marino enters the picture.

Powerful. Untouchable. And Luca’s uncle.

From the moment he sees Elena, something shifts. A look that lingers too long. A concern that feels too real. A connection that shouldn’t exist.

In a world ruled by loyalty and blood, crossing the line means death.

But what if Elena is the secret that ties them together?

And what if Adrian has been waiting for her… long before she ever knew his name?

NOVEL ONLY FOR 18+ AGEIf you are not into Adult and Mature Werewolf/Hot Erotica then please don't open this book.
Fate's love falls on the weak Omega, will the sensitive and timid her become strong as a result?
Her destined mate is so handsome and strong that their love seems to be unequal from the beginning ......
What does the love given by the moon god look like? The two who were deep in lust did not know, but in the moonlight, the two hearts seemed to beat closer and closer.
She will become brave and firm under his wings, and he, will he reveal his love?

After I was unexpectedly marked by a stranger wolf, it was considered a disgrace in our pack. My step-sister convinced my father to strip me of my hybrid wolf, but thankfully, I hid my healing abilities and left the pack.
A year later, to break the bond, I returned and became the new Alpha’s doctor.
My step-sister, now the new Alpha’s fated mate, used every trick to try and force me out.
But then I discovered a shocking truth—the fated mate the new Alpha had been searching for, the one he marked that night, his future Luna, was actually me?!

Love! Is this word beautiful or deceitful? I am tired of hearing him say that soulless I love you and get back to his mistress, side-chick, or whatever. it is not like we are in a relationship or we are a couple. The relationship we are in is more than something which shouldn't be named.
I just want to be loved by him, physically and emotionally. I should be the one he is seeking whenever he feels horny, is it wrong to feel like this? But not for only tending to his wounds or being a shoulder to cry on. Maybe it's wrong to feel something for the man who never describes you as more than a friend but always looks at you like he wants to do things with you that friends shouldn't. What is so good about her is that he always ends up in her bed, maybe I never will know, and by asking I don't want to ruin whatever we have. but it's time to move on from Ezra Irwin and do something good for my life too. Come and follow Fay Moore and Ezra Irwin in their Life's Drama and know what will happen.

My boyfriend looks at me like I'm trash. Too fat. Too plain. My clothes are ugly. He never misses a chance to tear me down.

I thought he was just mean. Then his "good friend" Sophie spilled coffee all over our ten-thousand-dollar control board.

That board was three months of work. Three months of all-nighters, twice I passed out from low blood sugar. It was our entry for the National Robotics Competition. The deadline's tomorrow. Now it's gone.

I confronted Sophie, and he stormed in, pulled her into his arms, and pointed his finger in my face. "It's just a stupid competition. Did you really need to come at Sophie like that?"

Turns out he's not just mean. He genuinely can't stand me.

After I was unexpectedly marked by a stranger wolf, it was considered a disgrace in our pack. My step-sister convinced my father to strip me of my hybrid wolf, but thankfully, I hid my healing abilities and left the pack.
A year later, to break the bond, I returned and became the new Alpha’s doctor.
My step-sister, now the new Alpha’s fated mate, used every trick to try and force me out.
But then I discovered a shocking truth—the fated mate the new Alpha had been searching for, the one he marked that night, his future Luna, was actually me?!

I got paid to test-sleep an heiress's fiancé.
One problem: he's my boss.
Bigger problem: I've been catfishing him online for six months—as his fiancée.
Now I'm pregnant. And he just called my real name.

"This marriage is a lie, our relation is a lie, it's just a stupid contract."

He was a pro, in the game of lies he was a king. he pulled me to him by my waist like it was the most natural thing he did, I gasped lightly. Everywhere he touched my skin tingled, he held my waist possessively, like showing ownership in some weird way I liked it.

Erika Price has been married to Dimitri Price for almost four years, seeing that this marriage was going nowhere, she decided to as for a divorce. Yet unexpectedly, Dimitri rejected her.

Vera was always trying to strive in her life, but it became chaotic when she met the half-werewolf and half-vampire billionaire, Zachary. Her mind kept saying that he was a walking danger, but her body and heart told the opposite.

How long will she be able to stand against her own?

Meet Emily Wentworth. Since the death of her father, she's been living a home life full of abuse. It's remained a secret for years until she meets the town's bad boy, Jake Melvin. It doesn't take long for him to figure out her secret.

Emily is suddenly thrown from one world of danger and uncertainty into another. The two teens ride the rollercoaster of love, unbelievable betrayal and heartache.

“I’m no saint, and I’m far from perfect—but I’d die for you if it meant you wouldn’t leave me.”
Annie saw a murder she wasn’t meant to see.
The man responsible should’ve killed her.
Instead, Dylan Xavier made her his.
Now she belongs to the most feared mafia lord alive—
and escape may cost her more than her life.

Rated 18+

He added a second finger into her pussy and she let out a muffled moan. "You sure you don't want this? Your pretty little pussy seem to be betraying your words",She gripped the edge of the counter and shut her eyes tight,managing through gritted teeth.
"I hate you,murderer", His jaw hardened and he stopped his movements with his fingers inside her. "Say it again", She wanted his fingers to move in her so badly, as pathetic as it may sound. She gritted her teeth again and let out. "I said I hate you, murderer! I wish you would just die and-ahh!" She yelped the minute his fingers left her panties and grabbed her to bend her over his knees as he sat on the tall stool there. "What are-ahh!" She yelped when his palm made a harsh contact with her bare ass. "Count!" He growled.

A billionaire romance with second chance love and heartbreak!
This story is of the struggle that Giselle goes through when the boy that captured her heart is the one that breaks her heart! The ups and downs that they face in their relationship. Forced into a contractual marriage, Colton shows averseness towards Giselle. He never showed her love nor any kindness. Giselle's love for Danny starts to fade due to his indifference towards her and things only get worse between them soon. At the same time, Giselle meets an old student of her father's, who also happens to be her childhood friend. Giselle decides to part ways with Colton but stupidly acquiesces to his request to have one last night of passion with him.
Follow their journey to see if Giselle’s decision to fulfil her first love’s last wish brought her sorrow or filled her life with happiness.

At 5, I met you. Understood that I was born to marry you. You were silent, you were shy. But I managed to make you be my friend.

At age 13, I fell in love with you. I loved your cheeky smile. I loved the way I am the only person you rely on.

At age 17, I became yours and promised myself to you. I pledged to wait for you no matter how long. You were sweet, caring, and treated me like I'm the only woman in your world.

At age 18, you left. Moving to another country to meet the future that you are born to. I waited but you hardly called.

At age 25, you came back for me, but you're not the man I knew.

From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. It was okay. Everything was great. I loved him as we played on the playgrounds, as we watched grow up- and he loved me. Suddenly, he left with his father to go to Italy leaving me behind for seven years, he came back but he wasn't the same.

From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. I was happy to be his. But he was no longer the man who I was betrothed to.

"Leave me," she whispered in a heavy voice.

"Never, Gattina," he spoke huskily while moving his fingers along her thigh, which made her shiver.

"I..I...am..m...not..y..yours," she stuttered, enjoying the havoc created in her body by his calloused fingers.

Suddenly he wrapped his sexy digits against her swan-like beautiful neck and squeezed but not hard to hurt her, but enough to make her feel wet between her plump thighs.

"YOU ARE MINE, GATTINA. ONLY MINE. I WILL DESTROY WHOEVER WILL SNATCH YOU FROM ME. I WILL MAKE HIS LIFE HELL. I WILL BURN HIM ALIVE IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES. " HE shouted in a dominating tone.

She closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure in her body from his dominance, and let out a husky sigh.

His eyes darkened in desire, " FUCK IT."

He smashed his lips against her and sucked the hell out of her pink petals. He was sucking and biting her, letting out his frustration on her beautiful lips...

Rita Anderson walked smartly into the office building dressed in a grey skirt over a light blue chiffon blouse. Her jet black hair swished about as she responded to greetings from her staffs. She was the cynosure of all eyes, a typical example of beauty with brains. Not only did she come out with distinctions in school, she was also the best graduating student among her peers.

Rita was the daughter of one of Spain's most richest men, Lawrence Anderson. Lawrence was the chairman of the Anderson's group, a conglomerate that dealt with general merchandise and the beautiful Rita was a board member and also the current President.

At only twenty six years of age, Lawrence began his empire with a little income lent to him by one of his business associates. Steadily, he grew to become a force to reckon with in the business world. He was the ruler of an empire larger and more powerful than most countries.

He had no title or official position but was simply known as a business tycoon. He was one of the ten most wealthiest men in the world and his status was legendary. He could also boast of many assets he acquired over the years which includes large fleet of cargo ships, an airline, gold mines and newspaper agencies.

The only sure thing in revenge is the beginning, the ending is uncertain. The truth can surprise you in ways you could never have imagined.

A sequel to His Booty Call.

Tempest
He’s rude, mean, and looks at me like he hates me.
And I’ve only just stepped into his house.
Spending a year of travelling through impoverished places, trying to help people, should make handling Sargent Wolf—yes that’s his name—a piece of cake.
But even Maddox can’t deny that his father is an absolute douche. I’m only here for six months maximum before I get my arse back on the road.
I’ll just have to stay out of his way, and never suggest that he let me draw him naked.
No matter how badly I want to.

Sargent
If I’d known Maddox’s little Pest was female, I’d never have agreed to let her stay.
The last woman to sleep in my house was my ex-wife. I can’t live with a woman again and deal with them spreading their things everywhere. Not to mention their scent, tampons, clothes, makeup, and weird reading material. She has to leave; even if it’s me who makes her.
Though not at the expense of my son’s respect and love for me.
I can suffer her presence for a few months.
I’ve dealt with worse.
I just wish she’d wear a goddamn bra once in a while under her little white vests.
I’m a tits man and hers are completely off limits.

Standalone Novel.
18+

Blurb for “His Embrace”
She lost everything for him. He repaid her with betrayal.
Viola Chambers sacrificed her very essence, her ability to bear children, to save the man she loved, Harris. He swore she was enough, that his devotion was hers forever. But forever shattered on a Tuesday afternoon when she found him entwined with her own cousin, Clara—a woman whose triumphant smirk burned deeper than any knife. Two years vanish, along with Viola. Now, a woman forged in the fires of betrayal returns, stronger, scarred, and ready to face the ghosts of her past.
Can a broken heart truly heal? Or will the shadows of “His Embrace” consume her once more?