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My boyfriend forgot our anniversary to help another girl. Again.
I’ve spent three years bleeding over my violin for one audition. He knows that. He didn't show up.

But his brother did.

The one with the cold eyes and sharper tongue. The one who told me I was pathetic—then drove across town in a storm to make sure I wasn't alone. He doesn't say pretty things. He just grabs my wrist, shoves me into his car, and stays.

Now my boyfriend wants to make up. But every time he touches me, I flinch.

Because last night, I woke up from a nightmare screaming someone else's name.
And that someone is sleeping down the hall.
In my boyfriend's house.
Wearing nothing but guilt and a secret I can never tell.

At her engagement party, her fiancé had betrayed her.She announced she wanted to take revenge on her fiancé.


A man's icy lips covered hers as he devoured her, giving her temporary respite from the heat. She reached out and flung her arms around his neck, sucking his lips greedily.

Loud moans and pants soon resounded around the room. Their shadows on the wall opposite overlapped with a burning passion.

As the light was dim, Charlotte couldn't see the man's face clearly. The only thing that occurred to her was how beastly he was in bed. He savagely took her until dawn.

Isolde was on the run after committing an unforgivable crime in her brothel. She flees for her life but finds herself trapped in the devil’s lair, a domain owned by the cursed rogue lycan lord, Draco.

This cruel fate was the beginning of her torture as Isolde was captured and chosen as Draco’s Breeder.

Being chosen as a breeder for the dark lord was a sentence, especially for a savage male who had murdered nine of his Lunas. Now she faced the same fate as his previous Lunas.

Isolde must do all she can to stay alive and save her sister from the Dark lord.

She strives and learns to navigate a world dominated by ferocious and savage males who want nothing but to exterminate her. In the process, she learns a deep, lost secret that changes her life forever.

Will Isolde flee or stay now that Draco’s secrets and the key to his survival lie in the palm of her hands? What happens when the demons from her past come back to haunt her?

Content Warning.
This book gets darker the further the story unfolds. So be prepared for the MM scenes, knife play and a lot more others.

"You do realize we're getting married this Friday, right?"
"It's just a contract. No feelings. No strings."
"Then why do you keep looking at me like that?"
Sienna Madsen had always played by the rules. Until life left her no choice.
With her beloved mother gone, hospital bills piling up, and rent soaring beyond reach, Sienna is desperate. Her best friend has a wild solution: marry a brooding Canadian hockey player who needs a green card. One year of fake marriage, a free apartment, and no strings attached—what could go wrong?
Enter Matt Gruber. Grumpy. Gorgeous. Guarded. He's the last person Sienna expects to share a roof with, let alone a bathroom. But what begins as a paper arrangement quickly sparks forbidden chemistry neither can deny. He cooks. She tempts. And the boundaries between pretend and passion blur dangerously fast.
Sienna promised herself she wouldn't fall. But when the season ends and the divorce papers are signed, can she really walk away from the only man who's ever made her feel at home?

"Little woman, seems like fate doesn't want you alive. Blame yourself for forcing yourself on a man who clearly doesn't love you!!" The man spat the words with disdain.
Olivia felt the cold rush of air as she was shoved off the bridge, the assassin's face betraying no emotion except for a chilling smirk that never touched the depths of his icy green eyes.
…
Olivia's best friend, Harlow, pretends to have an affair with Olivia's husband, Chester. Harlow plans to kill Olivia and throws her body off a bridge, but Olivia is saved and undergoes plastic surgery. Five years later, Olivia and her triplets return to New York City to seek revenge.

“My name is Elijah Wright,” he said, his eyes sparkling with confidence. He extended his hand, his smile charming. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, my soon-to-be wife.”

I felt like I’d been punched in the gut. My heart stopped. I was sure I must have heard him wrong. There was no way he had just said what I thought he said. I stared at him, my eyes wide with disbelief. But then he repeated it, his words dripping with sincerity, and I knew it was true.

“You’re joking, right?” I asked, my voice shaking. I took a step back, my eyes fixed on his face. Elijah’s smile widened, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He took a step closer, his hands reaching out as if to grasp mine.

“I’m afraid not,” he said, his voice low and husky with emotion. He paused, his gaze intense. “You see, I can’t bear the thought of you leaving me.” His words were laced with vulnerability, his eyes pleading. He took another step closer, his face inches from mine. “You have always been in my heart,” he continued, his voice cracking with emotion, “and now that we’ve found each other again, I will not let you go……

"Miss Emily Collombo is three weeks pregnant with your child, Mr. Ferrari."
How could such a mistake happen?
His sperm had been inseminated into the wrong woman. Not just any woman, but Emily Collombo, the very woman engaged to marry his sworn enemy, Marco Russo.
Emily Collombo never had a choice. As the illegitimate daughter of the Collombo Family, she existed only as a bargaining chip, raised to serve the family's interests and forced into marriage with Marco Russo, the heir to one of Italy's most powerful mafia clans.
Her future had already been decided until a devastating error at the hospital shattered everything. A case of medical negligence turned her life upside down.
Now, Emily is carrying the child of Dante Ferrari, the feared Don of the Ferrari Mafia Clan.
The Ferraris are not merely powerful. They rule the underworld with absolute authority, known for their ruthlessness and feared by all who cross their path.

"Kiera Scott is a 21 years old single lady, she Lives alone since she graduated from high school. Sometimes her friends come around to visit her. Luckily enough for her, she's the only daughter of her family and very pampered. She's pretty... The perfect definition of beauty can be told alone by looking at her. She's loved by everyone in her neighborhood, works in a very good company and paying one loved by her colleagues. But! The only problem is her Boss.

He's Tibby Wilf. He is a sex freak, crazy, mean, extra arrogant. He hates being corrected. But Kiera keeps crushing on him.

He was a sex addict. He'd always scold her when she's wrong and not...till she got used to it.

Now she accidentally found him in the shower.

"you!!" he called as she turned back shocked to see her boss half naked.

"argh!" she screamed and shut her eyes closed

"what you doing here?"" she asked

"I should ask you that!" he fired back as she opened her eyes

'gosh...so hot' she gasped in her thoughts

"I'm hiding... please" she whispered as she walked closer to him

"hey... stay back" he hurriedly said as she staggered back

"argh!" she screamed as he pushed her back but unfortunately... his towels fell off his waist."

Her:
My boyfriend forgot our anniversary.
Another girl sat on his lap.
I told myself he loved me.

Then his brother came home.
A soldier. Cold. Dangerous.
He saved me from a storm. From men who wanted to hurt me. From the dark.

Now I'm lying in a hospital bed, broken.
My boyfriend is nowhere.
But his brother is holding my hand, begging me to wake up.

Him:
She's my brother's girlfriend.
I tried to stay away.
But she's the girl I've loved since we were kids—even though she doesn't remember me.

I watched her almost die.
I don't care anymore.
Let my brother hate me.
She's mine.

"You're pregnant.". Her words dropped like a bomb.

"What?" I asked, perplexed. "H-how is this even possible?"

Suddenly, memories from that night came pouring into my head like a fountain; My skin shuttered as it remembered his touch. My ears rang as it recalled his groans and my cries of pleasure from that night. My lips quivered as it remembered the passionate kisses he planted on them. We had made love!
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After walking in on her boyfriend cheating on her, a hurt Mélie Shapman gets drunk and ends up having a one-night stand with a stranger which results in pregnancy. She decides to keep the baby and raise her as a single mom. Five years later, her daughter disappears from her school and an unknown number informs Mélie of her daughter's whereabouts. She arrives at the location and finds Darcy, her daughter, with a man who claims to be the father of her child. He turns out to be indeed the father of her daughter. But that is not the only thing that he is. He is Damien Jaeger, a filthy rich multi-billionaire and the most handsome man in existence! His next move shocks her beyond her imagination, "Let's get married."

Mélie agrees to marry Damien. But why would Damien Jaeger walk into her life so suddenly and ask to get married?
Does he have an ulterior motive or is he just desperate to have a family?

In a world of lies, secrets, betrayal and vengeance. Mélie will soon find the answers we're looking for. But will she be able to handle the heat of her flaming life with Damien Jaeger or will she let it consume her and burn her to a crisp?

And what about you? Can you handle it?

Allison is her first year of college when she is surprised to learn that her long-widowed mother is dating billionaire Malcolm Kent. Although she wants her mother to be happy, Allison mistrusts his intentions and is soon drawn into a web of intrigue as Malcolm enforces his unusual form of discipline on all those around him.

Emily Johnson POV

My third pregnancy, and I gave birth to another stillborn child.

I struggled to get up, wanting to see my baby one last time, but instead I saw my husband James Smith carrying an infant into his adopted sister's hospital room.

I instinctively followed and heard Xanthe Smith's weak voice:

"James, thank you for being willing to give me Emily's child, for giving me a chance to be a mother."

My child?

Wasn't my child born dead?

My mind went blank, and the blood in my body felt like it had instantly frozen into ice.

"This is what we owe you."

James's voice was full of sympathy:

"If Emily hadn't been so petty back then and insisted on marrying you off, you wouldn't have ended up with that terrible man who tortured you until they had to remove your uterus."

"But what about Emily... What if she finds out and tries to take the baby back?"

"She won't find out."

James's voice turned cold:

"The first two children - didn't she believe they were stillborn too? Everyone in Emerald City knows that Emily only gives birth to dead babies. Even if she makes a fuss, who would believe her?"

"Besides, they're just kids. She's still young, she can have more. She won't care..."

They killed his whole family. They left the boy alive, thinking he was nothing. A pup with no den, they said. The city would eat him soon enough.

They were wrong about that. The city did not eat him. It forged him.

Ten years later, Kaelen comes home to Charter. He is not a boy anymore. He carries a cold magic that was born from his own pain and suffering, the ability to pull bad memories out of places and make them real for a while. A scream trapped in a wall, the shadow of a victim, the last feeling of someone who died wrong: it is all fuel for him now.

But the power is wild and untamed. Every time he uses it, it hurts him and costs him something valuable. His enemies are still here, rich and comfortable, three of the most powerful people in the city. They do not know he is coming for them. They are about to learn.

To destroy them, Kaelen must first master himself. He must grow stronger and learn the full depths of his power. Because the echoes do not just haunt his enemies. They haunt him too. And the stronger he becomes, the less of his original self remains behind.

Dona McNair thought her biggest problem was figuring out how to talk to August (Augie) Reynolds, the dreamy new hockey captain she’s been crushing on from a distance. But that all changes the day she finds out he’s her stepbrother. Now trapped in a tangled family mess with a boy who barely looks her way, Dona’s quiet life suddenly feels like a crazy soap opera.

Augie has a lot of secrets, and so does his father. The more Dona learns, the deeper she falls for him and for the truth. Between rivalries on the ice, forbidden romance and a criminal past that won’t stay buried, Dona and Augie are forced to choose: walk away or fight side by side. Forbidden love was never part of the plan, but neither was falling for your stepbrother, while exposing his father’s crimes.

Renee thought marriage meant forever. But to Clark, she was nothing more than a burden… a mistake he planned to erase. The night of the fire, he made his choice: to leave her behind, to let the flames consume her, and to start over without the wife he once vowed to love for a mistress he once introduced as “Just a Friend”.
But fate had other plans.
Pulled from the ashes by Andrew Kinsley… the man who’d always loved her in silence…Renee was given a second chance at life. Now stronger, sharper, and no longer blinded by love, she returns not as Clark’s wife, but as his nightmare.
With Andrew at her side, Renee is ready to dismantle everything Clark treasures… his career, his reputation, his family… piece by piece.
Because some betrayals don’t deserve forgiveness. They deserve fire.

Ryder Vale was the golden boy , her first kiss, her high school sweetheart, the one who promised her forever.
Now, he's a billionaire CEO and the star hockey player of the Ice Vulture team… and Maya's husband.
But forever came crashing down with a scandal born from a betrayal too close to home.
Publicly humiliated. Emotionally destroyed.
Maya never meant to fall apart in a bar. And the billionaire she mistook for a stripper? He gave her more than comfort, he gave her a reason to feel again.
Someone who was never supposed to touch her… yet sets her soul on fire.
As secrets unravel and long-buried lies rise, Maya discovers the truth about the night that shattered her life, and the dark betrayal Ryder kept hidden all along.
And in the middle of it all…
She craves the wrong brother.
This isn't just heartbreak.
It's revenge, obsession, and a love that was never meant to happen.
But she's not the broken girl anymore.
She's the woman about to rewrite the ending they all wrote for her.

Tobias Slate was an ex-military—framed, hunted, and now reborn as the silent enforcer for a mafia family.

His new assignment? Dalla Mulvaney, the reckless heir who drinks, fights, and breaks every rule just to prove he’s unfit to lead.

But Tobias has one order, put him in shape to wear the crown, or eliminate him if he becomes too dangerous.

What begins as surveillance becomes obsession. What starts as hatred ignites into something raw and dangerous behind closed doors.

But in their world, the walls are always listening.

When a single act of betrayal destroys everything they’ve built, Tobias is ripped away and Dalla is forced to become the monster he never wanted to be.

Now the only question left is whether the man who was ordered to kill him… will pull the trigger when the time comes.

“I never forgave you, Hayley. You are horribly mistaken if you think showing up on another man’s arm erases your sins.
Keep running and I’ll keep chasing. You are my wife. You belong to me.”

I cannot help the derisive smirk that curves my lips.
“Nice speech, Mr. Hotshot. Was that supposed to scare me? Do well to remember your place. The Hayley who begged at your feet is dead.
If you want me back, you will learn to beg. Preferably on your knees…”


For six years, Hayley sacrificed her life and career as an international programmer to play the role of “perfect little wife” for Edward DaSilva and his family.

And what did she get in return? An emotionally unavailable husband, in-laws who treated her like filth… and a dead son.

To make things worse, Edward is hell bent on punishing her for the death of their only son.

With a heart heavy with grief, Hayley flees Manhattan. Three years later, she returns as the City’s most brilliant hacker — unbreakable, desired, and standing beside another man.

But Edward Da Silva never forgot about his wife. He wants her back, and this time, he’s not asking. He’s chasing.

They call him the King of the Upper East Side. And this king would fight to the death to keep his queen.

My biological parents and my fiancé shove me into a sterile room for a forced drug trial. The chemicals completely destroy my cranial nerves.

They lie about my adopted sister Mia having a terminal illness, using my college admission and trust fund as leverage to make me sacrifice myself.

I used to put my life on the line for Liam, staying up all night to finish his homework, draining everything I had to please my family.

But they are putting on an act from the very beginning. Mia isn't sick. The drug trial is just a front for money laundering.

Stripped of all love, hate, and empathy, I am left with only cold logic after enduring imprisonment, beatings, and endless injections.

Afterward, Liam falls to his knees, sobbing and begging to get back together. I dodge his touch with a blank face.

"Don't come near me. The smell of you makes me physically sick."

I took a submachine gun bullet for Mafia Don Vincenzo Lombardi. I drank poisoned wine for him and bore his heir. To the the entire syndicate, I was his loyal cleaner and lucky talisman.
But the moment he seized ultimate power, he brought her home—my "pure and fragile" adopted sister, Vanessa.
For her, Vincenzo shattered my knees, handed over my title as Donna, and turned my own son against me. He dismissed my broken heart, claiming I was being petty and that she was merely "joining the family."
Yet, the innocent Vanessa was a monster in disguise. She ruthlessly slit her own mother’s throat—the woman who raised me—and locked me in a sub-zero freezer.
When Vincenzo finally pried the heavy iron door open, there was no pity in his eyes. He only offered a cold command: crawl and beg his pregnant new Donna for forgiveness.
Wiping the bloody ice crystals from my lips, I looked at the man I had loved with my life, and rasped my final words: "Vincenzo... I'm dying."

I married my abuser by choice.
To everyone’s confusion, I stay by his side silently, tolerating his endless humiliation and public degradation in front of tens of thousands of livestream viewers. I never cry, never resist, always flawless and docile.
No one notices I’ve kept a perfect physical form, hiding a terrible secret beneath my makeup.
When a strange superchat tears through the live stream and reveals my true identity, my husband is terrified yet obsessed with viral fame. He plans to test my truth tonight.
The meek wife act is over. My quiet, deadly revenge is finally coming true.

I drank myself into a stomach perforation, all to secure investment for Mu Jingshen's company.

As I was wheeled into the emergency room, blood trickled from the corner of my mouth. I heard a doctor shouting: "Where's the next of kin? We need a signature for surgery, now!"

My hands shaking violently, I dialed Mu Jingshen's number.
His contact was saved under "A Hubby", pinned to the very top of my contact list, just so I'd never miss a single call from him.

The call connected, and I forced out every last bit of my strength to speak, my voice weak and trembling:
"Jingshen, I need emergency surgery. Can you come sign the consent forms for me, please..."

But it wasn't his voice that came through the line. It was Shen Wanrong's, sweet and cloying: "Jiejie, Jingshen's busy giving Huanhuan a bath right now."

The sound of running water stopped.
I heard him ask who was on the phone.

Shen Wanrong spoke in a hurt, plaintive whine: "It's Jiejie... Jingshen, do you want to take the call? What if it's an emergency?"

But he just said, his voice flat and dismissive: "Ignore her. Nothing could ever be more important than being here for Huanhuan's birthday."

Huanhuan was Shen Wanrong's pet dog.

I'm dead.

Died that rainy night, desperate because I couldn't scrape together five thousand dollars to save my dog.

Liam laughed at me over the phone—my childhood friend told me to quit the sob story. His new girlfriend Sarah said I should get on my knees and beg if I wanted her to toss me some scraps. They had no idea every dollar I owed those loan sharks was to cover up Liam's hit-and-run.

My dog died. So I jumped into Black Lake.

It wasn't until they pulled my body from the water that Liam found the surveillance footage in that tin box and realized what a massive mistake he'd made. Then he snapped, dragging Sarah and everyone else who killed me down into the depths, one by one.

Too bad it was already too late.

"We’re sending you away for a while. "Devon said.

Pain shot through me. They didn’t want me here anymore.

Was this his way of saying that he didn’t want the baby? Was he too scared to say it to my face?

I tensed when David stepped up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

“We don’t want to, but we have no other choice right now,” David said softly.

“I can stay with you,” I whispered, but he was already shaking his head.

“You’re pregnant Val. Someone could slip something into your food or drinks and we wouldn’t be aware of it. You should be as far away from here while we sort this out.”

“So you’re sending me away to go live with some strangers? What makes them trustworthy? Who—”


I’m a human born in a Lycan world.

My mother died during birth, and my father soon after in battle. The only other family I had was my aunt who had no choice but to take me in. In this world of Lycan, I am not welcome. My aunt tried to throw away the burden, me. Finally she found a pack that would take me in.

A pack ruled by two Alphas—the biggest pack known to Lycans. I expected them will reject me too, but things took an unexpected turn. Turned out they wanted me as their mate. But will I be able to handle two Alphas?

PLEASE NOTE: Seperate books from the series are available on the author page. :)

Soraia was just an ordinary girl until she became the plaything of a vampire and a werewolf, but it was into the cruel vampire's dark world of passion and blood that she sank-and he only wants her for one purpose, to bring his beloved back from the dead and discover what is so valuable hidden in Soraia's blood. But Augustus, the Alpha of the powerful werewolf pack of Lacrimal City knows that Soraia is his true love and with the help of his mother, a gypsy wolf, is willing to do anything to protect her. Miranda was brought back from the dead for one purpose only - to protect Soraia from the hands of Julius Caesar, the vampire who killed her in the distant past. Amy was also just an ordinary girl and Soraia's best friend until she was bitten by a vampire, but it was not the bite that transformed her, but the fire that runs in her veins. Deaths and attacks by beings until recently heard of only in folklore are making the police officers' hair stand on end, and even Deputy Sergio's skepticism is being shaken, not to mention that his investigator is hiding something from him. Malvina faces frequent vampire attacks, but the hardest part is hiding who she really is from her colleagues and the chief of police.

Two extraordinary love stories in a series.

When Sadie Greer gets into an arranged marriage with a Crypto developer, an evil wrapped in a pretty thousand-dollar suit Cenric Wollf, she thinks her life is over. She only agrees to escape the family trap with a hefty price tag.

With an ulterior motive, Cenric Wollf marries the daughter of his enemy—she’s just his subject, his pawn, and to warm his bed.

They fall deeper into their own trap—crazy chemistry and thrills, afraid they’re losing control over until the sham marriage turns into something more real.

Adley Kross does something beyond imaginable—proposing marriage to the man she despises for her inheritance. It doesn’t take long enough for her to realize she’s marrying the right man for the wrong reason. Her heart starts to beat on its own.

Mykel Creed’s only priority is making himself filthy rich with a little bit of fun along the way.

When someone he owed comes to collect it, he has to pay it back with something that compromises his beliefs in relationships. It doesn’t take a lot of convincing—he’s already saying yes, even if it comes with stupid terms.

They laughed warmly. Abruptly, the door swung open. A troop of five men around their twenties came in view. They were in black formal suits. Only one attracted her sight. She sucked in her breath, her heart raced, her body trembled. She grasped the bed sheet in her hands. She felt tightness in my chest, her belly ache and dizziness. Last night's memory was standing in front of her in the beautiful shape of him, reality. He took her virginity. She could feel her body on fire. His white shirt was hugging his muscular body, not bulky but regnant. Three buttons of his shirt were unfastened, showing his tattoos on chest and toned body. There was a light wary smile on his face, showing him some kind of Goddess. There were four people behind him, charging their guns at them. She was terrified of him. Was he here for her? What would he do to her? Why didn't he forget last night and let her also forget this mistake. . Liam Rodrigues is a ruthless cold hearted Mafia & Billionaire. He is the illegitimate first child of his father. Although, her stepmom has accepted him and dotted him like her own born. But he strongly doubts it. He never let anyone be near to him. Except his half brothers, who are more real and loyal to him.Roselyn is an orphan, was adopted by a rich family. She was adopted as a toy for the spoiled brat, Isha Pinto. She wanted to chase her dreams and wanted to build school and colleges for orphan children.

"This Is A Story Related To Another Werewolf Series, The Pack's Girl.
The Prequel: Managing Mages
He came into our village like a shadow.
A Dark Dread filled with powerful magic. The King merely called him Warlord. And he owned the name.

Leaving wreckage in his wake.

But for me he had other plans. His cutting blue eyes seeing straight through my disguise.

As his slave, his mere plaything, I'll learn the true darkness of magic without conscience.

Anything he wants if me, he takes. Anything he wants me to do. I am willed to do with the flick of his hand.

His power is an all-consuming whirlwind. And I'm just the pretty butterfly caught in it."

Laura Smith life falls apart when her mother introduced a new man that she wanted to marry, two years after her father's death, which she cannot accept, but the worst part is that she will have Cole James Huntsman--the campus darling as his future step brother.

“Think like a Greymoor, not a Fenwick," Elias said through the mind link. “You're a pure-blooded alpha, Ralph. And I am your guardian. Do you think your friends will still have your back if they know what you are becoming? Not a beta, not an omega – but an alpha.”


She woke up to destroy the world. He was just trying to survive the night. Until one forbidden bite bound their souls forever.

Three centuries ago, the Greymoors ruled the night—a brotherhood of the world's most powerful Alphas, bound not by blood, but by power. Until they were betrayed and burned to ash.

Freya is a ghost from the forgotten era, the daughter of an Alpha driven by three hundred years of trapped rage. When Ridgehaven Academy's secret student sacrifices spill enough blood to wake her, she rises for revenge.

Starving and disoriented, she bites Ralph—a clueless student who doesn't know he is the descendant of the only wolf who escaped the ancient fire.

That single bite shatters a centuries-old curse, unlocking the dormant True Alpha power in Ralph's veins. Bound by the moon Goddess as fated mates, they are now the most hunted targets in a city where Alphas are banned.

Together they are the greatest threat Gloomridge has ever faced or its only salvation.

📣 Author's note: Journey with me on this epic through “The Last Greymoors series”. We are going to be diving deep into this world for a long time, so buckle up, add it to your collection, and let's experience this adventure together.

✨TROPES

🐺True Alpha 🔮Last seer 💞 Fated mates
🔃 Reborn 👑 Chosen one 📜 Prophecy ⚔️ Revenge 🎭 Hidden Identity 🕯️Slow burn ⚔️ Last of their kind ⚰️ Resurrection 🧬 Hybrid 🔥 Enemies to Lovers 🏠 Forced proximity

He owned her heart and soul. She gave everything to the man she loved.
Radleigh Montemayor is a notorious playboy and a fucker. Any self-restraint to suppress the feeling and resist the temptation, but she cannot do it.
She gave everything because she loved him.

LOVE, SEX, and all of her, but Radleigh Montemayor is dangerously playful.

My wife, the most ruthless godmother in New York's underworld, wants a divorce.
The reason? Her male subordinate's old wound has flared up, and he only has three months to live. She wants to accompany him on his final journey as his wife.
To make room for her new lover, she not only doesn't go home, but even allows him to frame me for a fabricated death sentence.
In the dimly lit underground interrogation room, the backlash from deviating from the proper procedures caused my organs to rapidly fail, and I developed a persistent high fever.
Through the iron bars, she looked at my disfigured body, not recognizing me, but coldly raising her gun and giving the order to execute me herself.
She proudly believed that by clearing the way, she could go back and have a grand wedding with the man who was feigning illness.
Until the last shot, when my breathing stopped completely, she saw the old scar on the back of my left hand—the scar from the severed finger I had left for her.
That once arrogant godmother instantly broke down in tears beside my corpse.

Teddy Fox doesn’t do feelings. He does contracts. Numbers. Leverage. The cold-blooded kind of business his old-money parents raised him for. But when they arrange his marriage to Mabel Harrigan… the most dangerous heiress in New York… Teddy knows it’s not tradition. It’s a corporate trap with a diamond ring.
His solution? Scandal.
He offers his secretary, Jill Matteo, a deal: pretend to be his lover in public until the Harrigans are shamed into walking away. Paparazzi photos. Gala appearances. Tabloid headlines. The payout will erase her family’s debts for good.
For Jill, it’s just business… until it isn’t. The fake touches start to feel real. The banter turns intimate. And every time Teddy’s hand finds her waist in front of a camera, it gets harder to remember this is a game.
But Teddy’s enemies aren’t just watching. They’re circling. And Mabel plays dirtier than anyone Jill’s ever met. Lies become weapons. Family secrets turn toxic. And the deeper Jill falls, the more she realizes: she isn’t just a pawn in Teddy’s war. She’s the one piece no one saw coming… and the ne everyone wants to break.

Sofia is an eighteen-year-old who has been bullied and tortured her whole life. When she realized that her only hope of going through school was to attend a school only for boys, she took a bold step and cut her hair to look like a boy and got into Blairwood Academy.

She has to try her best to make sure nobody finds out her real identity, or she would be kicked out. But it's difficult to hide it, especially from her roommate, Scott Blackwood, an icy nineteen-year-old who she always managed to get on his bad side.

Alpha Blake has become the new alpha of the Primord’s Pack and learns he is destined to have Selene Slate as his mate, But their bond is threatened by an evil force. Threatened by a possible villain, they must choose which one has to be sacrificed and save their pack, while more secrets come to the surface.

Beta Tyler has learned he has a second chance mate. The only problem is, he let her go. His heart can't forget about her, secretly searching for her. When he finally finds her, an instant connection binds them for life. But not all is happiness for the new couple as jealousy and betrayal threaten to break them apart. He already lost her once. He won't let it happen again, even if it means killing someone in the process of getting her back.

Fated mates are hard to be together. This Book Series is a collection of love stories happening in the Primord Pack.

I am a human. A person who had never even known that wolves in human form existed until one day I collided with someone who removed me from the existence of every human's mind- except for his own kind - the werewolves.

His dominance is never ending. The ways of his love for me are overbearing. Maybe he will change- but was I always holding a false hope?


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The war between Nordmar and Myrthana had raged for years. Now, it was over.
Myrthana had lost. Ayla had seen it coming—perhaps even welcomed it.
But she never expected her own brother, the newly crowned King of Myrthana, to trade her away like a mere bargaining chip. To hand her over to King Rhobart of Nordmar—a man as ruthless and unyielding as the frozen land he ruled.
Yet, when she arrives in Nordmar, Ayla quickly realizes that not everything is as it seems. Rhobart may be furious at her presence, but he is not the monster she imagined. And when a new threat rises, forcing them on a perilous journey across the harsh, unforgiving kingdom, Ayla begins to see the man beneath the crown.
But can two sworn enemies survive the dangers ahead without losing themselves—or each other?

Alondra Thomas. She is attractive and seductive. Despite her good looks hides a bitter mark of poverty. Who would have thought that her life revolved around just one place? Along with various men who defiled her character, men are the reason she got herself out of poverty as long as she can only give the right service to them, that her body is her only investment.

She was an escort girl. She had been bedded by all the types of men she met. She had built confidence over the years to do all of the unnecessary things. But for her, only poverty can so push her to engage in some work that her soul must be buried six feet below the ground.

Until she met him.
A handsome billionaire CEO. Leandre Harrison. The man she thought would take her out of the hell she was in. Then unexpected things happened. Her father had been diagnosed with cancer. It needs to be operated on time and needs a large amount of money. To save her father's life she got the man drunk and robbed him.

Later on, her father's operation was successful, and Leandre found out that she was the one who stole his money. And he is planning to put him in jail. What about her parents if she goes to jail? But she could not give up the freedom she had, so she compromised. And what Leandre wants is for her to be his woman until she can pay back the money she took from him.

Will she agree to what he asks in exchange for her freedom? What if she already loves him but won't be hers because he is married to someone else?

My name is Kevin. At thirty years of age, I am blessed with a kind, beautiful, and alluring wife, known for her stunning figure, along with a joyful family. My greatest regret stems from a car accident that resulted in kidney damage, rendering me impotent. Despite being in the presence of my enchanting and insatiable wife, I find myself unable to achieve an erection.
My mother passed away early in my life, and my kind-hearted, strong father has taken on the role of caring for my children at home. Attempting countless remedies to regain normal erectile function has proved futile. One day, while browsing the internet, I stumbled upon adult literature involving a father-in-law and daughter-in-law, which inexplicably captivated and aroused me immediately.
Lying beside my peacefully sleeping wife, I began to superimpose her image onto the daughter-in-law character from the story, which aroused me to an extraordinary degree. I even discovered that imagining my wife with my father while pleasuring myself was more gratifying than being intimate with her. Realizing I accidentally unearthed Pandora's box, I acknowledge that there is no turning back from this newfound and uncontrollable excitement...

Everyone called Leslie a spoiled beauty - just a pretty face with a bad attitude. But when she died saving the man she was forced to marry, the truth shattered everything.
Now reborn years before her downfall, she's not here to play nice.
She's here to flip the game.
Armed with secret identities, a lethal skill set, and a no-mercy rulebook, she's back to protect the one man who once died for her: Broderick, the cold, powerful CEO known as Windmere's mad dog.
She thought he was a monster. He thought she was a brat. What no one expected-was how quickly they'd fall.
She's sweet at home, savage in the streets. And anyone who dares touch her man?
Let's just say... she's not the one who needs protection anymore.

Blake pinned me against the edge of the desk, his fingertips scorching, papers scattering across the floor. "Stop lying to yourself," he murmured coldly, "You need me."

I should have hated him—his father was the prime suspect in my parents' death, yet his touch made me tremble. "I hate you…" I gritted my teeth, but my voice was weak.

He smirked, his grip tightening, "Yet your body is responding to me." His fingers slid deeper, "So wet, and you still say you don’t want me?"

"Ah…Blake…" I arched my back, my sanity crumbling.

He chuckled softly, "Good girl."


After Emma's parents passed away, she was supported by the Reynolds family, particularly Gavin. She gradually fell in love with him. After knowing each other for ten years and being together for five, she accidentally discovered Gavin's ambiguous relationship with Sophia, his late brother's widow, just as she was about to marry him.

Then fate led her to an emotional entanglement with Blake from her partner company, but it also hinted that the car accident that caused her parents' deaths seemed to be related to Blake's father...

The man who healed her wounds might be the son of the man who destroyed her life. Thunder roared as Blake’s key turned: "Emma?" Standing before the evidence, her heart was torn. When love and vengeance collided, what would she choose?

“You look like her,” my father whispered, forcing me into my twin sister’s wedding dress, but he didn't warn me that I was marrying a monster.

My twin sister ran away, leaving me to marry Luciano Moretti, a ruthless Mafia Don. I walked down the aisle, trembling, praying he wouldn't notice the switch. But the moment he kissed me at the altar, his tongue invaded my mouth, demanding and possessive, tasting me like I was his property.

I thought I could hide the truth. But on our wedding night, he walked out of the bathroom wearing only a towel, water dripping down his sculpted abs and the distinct V-line that pointed to his heavy manhood.

He cornered me against the bed. “You smell different, wifey,” he whispered, his hand sliding up my thigh, his thumb brushing dangerously close to my wet heat.

I tried to push him away, but the next morning, he decided to test me. He pushed a plate of peanut butter bagels toward me—food that would kill me, but was my sister's favorite.

“Eat,” he commanded, his eyes dropping to my chest where my nipples were hard against the silk robe. “Or do you want me to feed you something else?”

His gaze darkened, shifting to my lips, and I knew he wasn't talking about food. He knows I'm a fake. And he’s going to enjoy every second of punishing me for it.

I never applied to the Academy for Magical Beings and Creatures.

Which is why it was more than a little confusing when a letter arrived with my name already printed on a schedule, a dorm waiting, and classes picked out as if someone knew me better than I knew myself. Everyone knows the Academy, it’s where witches sharpen their spells, shifters master their forms, and every kind of magical creature learns to control their gifts.

Everyone except me.

I don’t even know what I am. No shifting, no magic tricks, nothing. Just a girl surrounded by people who can fly, conjure fire, or heal with a touch. So I sit through classes pretending I belong, and I listen hard for any clue that might tell me what’s hidden in my blood.

The only person more curious than me is Blake Nyvas, tall, golden-eyed, and very much a Dragon. People whisper that he’s dangerous, warn me to keep my distance. But Blake seems determined to solve the mystery of me, and somehow I trust him more than anyone else.

Maybe it’s reckless. Maybe it’s dangerous.

But when everyone else looks at me like I don’t belong, Blake looks at me like I’m a riddle worth solving.

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Virgin Donor: Fifty Million Dollars.

I stared at the contract, my breath hitching as the numbers blurred before my eyes. Fifty million—for my virginity, my blood, my body.

I had no choice. To hunt down my father’s killer, I needed power. And Vampria Corp was the only door left open to me.

I signed away my freedom without ever seeing the monster who bought me.

That night, I was delivered to a pitch-black mansion, dressed in nothing but a thin hospital gown. Waiting for me was Thane—Vampire War Lord, executioner, legend. Beautiful. Merciless. His crimson eyes burned through the darkness.

“Strip.”

I thought I had misheard—until he repeated it.

Naked and trembling beneath his gaze, I realized I wasn’t a guest. I was property.

He didn’t touch me at first. He watched. Judged. Then, in a blink, I was pinned to the wall, his hand at my throat, his voice cold and cruel.

“When a slave begs,” he murmured, “it does so on all fours.”

I believed I had sold myself to be fed upon.

I was wrong.

Because my rare Ruby blood didn’t just tempt him—it awakened something savage inside a vampire who had slept for four hundred years.

And once the beast awoke, neither of us could escape what followed.

My husband is cheating, and my own family has betrayed me.
The woman he’s sleeping with? My own half-sister.
After countless nights lying in the dark, wondering what I was doing, I finally had to ask myself: is there any reason left to stay?
But my husband has become obsessed. He refuses to let me go, claiming, over and over, that he loves me.

"You're beautiful, Amelia," he said with cool assessment, "but there's something in your bearing. You're definitely not as simple as you pretend to be."
I tilted my head with feigned innocence. "What exactly are you implying?"
"I witnessed your performance during this morning's exhibition game," Jason said. "With abilities like that, I could arrange much better opportunities for your development."
Recruit me? How laughable. If he knew my true identity, he wouldn't be saying such things.

On the surface, Amelia is a college student who has just returned to America, but in reality, she is the world's youngest and most deadly assassin. When a mysterious agent infiltrates her base and steals a top-secret file, she must personally retrieve it.
This pursuit forces her to return to the family she abandoned years ago. Here, she must not only face her hypocritical parents and the fake sister who has always been her enemy, but also recover the stolen files without exposing her true identity.
However, Jason, the agent who stole the files, possesses a pair of unforgettable green eyes—eyes that belong to her childhood savior, someone who should have died long ago. When Jason proposes a deal to her, Amelia realizes this might be her only chance to get close to the truth.

Can Amelia complete her mission before Jason uncovers her true identity? And what connection does Jason have to her savior?

I slipped under his arms, seeking a safe place to breathe. I noticed a playful smile on his lips, but I chose to ignore it.
"Will the transformation hurt?" I lowered my gaze and whispered.
"First, your bones start to break, throwing you to the ground." His eyes were closed. "Then, thick fur will grow all over your body. The limb stretching, I find that the most exciting part of the pain." The Alpha teased with a flick of his tongue before continuing. "Next comes the shortening of the snout and the development of sharp claws and fangs."
"Will I become irrational?" I covered my mouth, trying to control the lump that had formed in my throat. "How do you control it?"
Laughing, he had already reached me and pulled me closer, digging his claws not too deeply into my hip, causing a pain-filled groan.
"It takes strength, training, and having the goddess on your side, human..." He withdrew his claws, leaving just one long one, and returned to my chin, scratching it and collecting a drop of blood. He licked it and smiled. "Don't worry, I'll be here throughout your trial..."
"To ensure that I die?" With tears in my eyes, I took a few more steps towards his dangerous game, realizing that his breath was a little heavier.
"You remind me a lot of her." He murmured, pressing his forehead against mine. "To ensure that your transformation doesn't spiral out of control and to witness the deity's choice." With more pressure on my forehead, he forced me to take a few painful steps back.

At her engagement party, her fiancé had betrayed her.She announced she wanted to take revenge on her fiancé.


A man’s icy lips covered hers as he devoured her, giving her temporary respite from the heat. She reached out and flung her arms around his neck, sucking his lips greedily.
Loud moans and pants soon resounded around the room. Their shadows on the wall opposite overlapped with a burning passion.
As the light was dim, Charlotte couldn’t see the man’s face clearly. The only thing that occurred to her was how beastly he was in bed. He savagely took her until dawn.

"Baby, I heard making love mid-bungee jump is incredible... wanna try it?"

Evelyn Kendall was a conservative woman. The wildest thing she'd ever done in her life was agree to her husband Sebastian Ashford's idea of outdoor thrills.
But halfway through, Sebastian got a call from his sister-in-law Arianna and abandoned her hanging in mid-air, leaving—his ridiculous excuse being that Arianna had stomach cramps from her period.