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They built a hundred-year name on a scholarship they stole from a dead girl.

This morning that name landed on my desk. Brooke Hale, applicant. One signature away from the federal clerkship her family has won, somehow, in every generation since 1962.

I'm the one who signs.

I wrote three words instead. Recommend denial. Then I sat with my hands flat on the file so they'd stop shaking.

The Hales think it's a cold case. A girl named Iris, ruled ineligible sixty years ago, gone quiet, gone poor, gone.

They don't know Iris was my great-grandmother.

They don't know I kept the letter.

My grandfather was a thief.

He did not steal money.

He stole my grandmother's name, her return papers, and the life that should have carried her out of the mountains.

Fifty years later, his granddaughter sat across from me in a law firm interview and smiled like the world already belonged to her.

I opened her file, saw the family name, and closed the folder.

"You didn't pass."

Three years ago, the night before my wedding, I was kidnapped and nearly killed.

When I woke up, Julian was crying over me. "The kidnappers hurt you so badly, Elsie. The doctors—they had to remove your uterus to save you. I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry."

My world shattered.

I cried for a week straight. Cried until I had no voice left, until my eyes couldn't open from the swelling. I'd lost everything—my chance at motherhood, my chance at being whole.

But Julian squeezed my hand. "I love you, Elsie. You're all I need."

He married me anyway. Against his family's wishes, he married this broken woman.

For three years, he was perfect. Gentle. Loving. I thought I was the luckiest woman alive.

Until today.

Today, I learned the truth—

There was no kidnapping. No random attack.

It was all planned. Orchestrated by Julian himself.

For one reason only—to give my uterus to Chloe, my sister who was born unable to have children.

On my first day at St. Clair University, my roommate Lysandra laughed at me in French.

Wrapped in designer logos, she called me a nobody who did not even recognize luxury perfume.

She thought I could not understand her.

She was wrong. French was my first language.

I was also Iris Russell, the hidden heir to the Russell Group.

But I kept that to myself.

Then Lysandra set me up at a Michelin-starred restaurant. With the manager's help, she placed a fake $450,000 bill in front of me and demanded humiliating photos to erase the debt.

They expected me to break.

Instead, I opened my phone and started a livestream.

By the time Lysandra learned who I was, the whole internet had seen her trap.

"Sign the Brooklyn house over to Isla. I'll cover your tuition next semester."

Gabriel didn't look up. Just sat there in his leather chair like he was doing me a favor.

My mother grabbed my sleeve. "She has depression, Rachel. She just needs a studio. Why are you making this so hard?"

I looked at her, then at him. That house was the only thing my father left me when he died. The only thing. And my stepbrother was sitting in his leather chair, offering me a trade like it was nothing.

"That house is the only thing my father left me," I said. "You know that."

Gabriel finally looked up. "I know. Sign anyway."

My mother tightened her grip on my sleeve. I shook her off.

"Give me the pen."

I signed. Grabbed my suitcase — packed for three days — and walked out.

I had nowhere to go. I didn't care.

When my mother-in-law and I went undercover on our own yacht, a woman in a bikini pointed at us and screamed, "Broke trash!"

She ordered the bodyguards to throw us into the sea.

"This is the VIP section! You freeloading scum snuck on board for free food and drinks—get lost!"

She pinched her nose, looking at my mother-in-law and me with complete disgust.

I said coldly, "This is a public area. We have the right to be here."

"Public area?" She burst into shrill laughter, dripping with arrogance. "Do you even know whose yacht this is? My boyfriend's! The most powerful man in this city!"

Victoria and I exchanged confused looks—this yacht, the Poseidon, was clearly being managed by my husband Alexander.

When did he become someone else's boyfriend?!

I promised Ethan Caldwell, the boy I grew up with, I'd give up the top schools to attend some mediocre college with him.

On the final day of application submission, I brought homemade soup to his studio.

Outside the door, I heard him bragging to his friends: "Claire Bennett's like a damn puppy. I tell her to come to NYU with me, and boom, she changes her whole application to NYU. Lily's grades are shit. If Claire doesn't go for that full scholarship, Lily's got it in the bag. And Claire's so whipped, even when she finds out, she'll just suck it up like always."

The thermos in my hands feels cold now.

He broke down the morgue door, his guttural scream echoing off the cold tiles as he yanked open drawer after drawer.

"Emily!"

Ethan's hands shook violently as he pulled it open. She lay inside, a white sheet draped over her face. With trembling fingers, he peeled back the fabric. Her face was paper-white, lips bloodless, her eyelashes casting faint shadows. So still.

This wasn't the Emily he knew. The Emily he knew could smile, could cry, could clumsily try to warm his frozen heart. But now, she was just a corpse. A corpse because of him.

"Cancer... stage four..." he whispered, drowning in a tidal wave of panic.

He remembered all those times she had clutched her stomach in agony, and he had mocked her. He remembered demanding she give her heart to his lover. He remembered her final silent words through the surgical glass: "I hate you."

"AHHH—!!" A raw scream tore from his throat. He slammed his fist into the metal drawer, blood blooming across his knuckles.

He collapsed beside her, pulling her stiff, freezing body into his arms. She was so light. Like holding air.

"Emily, I was wrong. I was so wrong," he choked out, crying for the first time in years. "Wake up. Hit me. Hate me. I'm begging you..."

But death is the most absolute silence of all. How far will a man go when he realizes he murdered his only salvation?

"The sooner I leave, the sooner I will return to execute judgment on those who have hurt me and also to take back what is mine," I said to my uncle with a firm and determined tone.
She loved him with all her heart; she gave up everything for him; she left her uncle's company, which she was supposed to inherit after her studies; she became a housewife; all these things in order to please him; but what did she get in return?
A divorce paper was thrown right at her face the same day she gave birth, and as if that wasn't enough, he confiscated her child, sending her away with nothing.
Five years later, he regrets his actions and wants her back, but it's already too late. The lady he divorced five years ago is not the same again; she's now one of the richest billionaires in the country, and now all she wants is to make the man who hurt her pay, make him lose everything he had worked so hard for, and at last reclaim her son.
Will she succeed in her revenge mission, or will she end up falling for him again?

"I gave you a life… and you took mine with it."

She woke up in a sterile hospital room, her body aching, her womb empty.
The child she carried—gone.
No name. No face. No goodbye.

To him, it was just a transaction. A contract. A child born of benefit.
To her, it was the beginning of everything—and the end of herself.

Years passed. Her heart hardened. But fate, cruel and poetic, dragged him back into her orbit.
Only this time, there are secrets.
And bloodlines.
And a storm of revenge, waiting to unravel them both.

In a world where love is a luxury and hatred is inherited, how do you survive the one man who cost you everything… yet still makes your heart ache?

My roommate put a Blood Binding Curse on me — my own bloodline power, along with every resource I receive, gets automatically rerouted straight to her.
My ex helped her set it up. For six months she lived off my bloodline playing noble princess, him always on her arm, while I walked around hollow. The harder I fought to prove myself, the more I fed her.
Then I died. Came back knowing everything.
Here's what I figured out: the curse reroutes everything I receive.
Including debt.
I went to a guild and borrowed a batch of elixirs. Opened the contract.
The debtor on the line wasn't me.

When the earthquake struck, my fated mate—Alpha Cassian—instinctively shielded me with his body, taking the full impact and breaking nearly every bone.
In the hospital room, the girl next door sighed enviously. "Luna Yolanda,Alpha Cassian risked his life to save you. He really loves you."
I forced a smile. "Yes."
But just last night, after I had fallen asleep, he slipped into the bathroom and spoke in a gentle voice, comforting his eighteen-year-old mistress—Rosalind Graves.
"I'm fine, don’t cry, be good."
"As long as I think of you, I'm not afraid of anything."
Cassian and I grew up together. From first love to now, it has been ten years.
We are the Blue Moon Pack’s model mates—admired by all.
No one knows he has a secret lover.
A girl who looks just like me when I was eighteen.

"Scream Yalda, I want the whole fucking world to hear you". He said as his grip on her hair tightened. "I want the fucking world to know just how good you sound when I fuck you".

Yalda, a young struggling college student with a dark past, finds herself having a one-nightstand with a domineering man who turns out to be one of the richest and most influential men on the continent. Desperate for better life, she accepts his offer to be his exclusive whore with no strings attached, and four years later, she finds herself working as his secretary, still binded by the contract. She soon realizes that her emotional attachment to him will bring her nothing but pain and misery, and she asks for the contract to be terminated. Unbeknownst to her that like her, he also had a dark past, one which has influenced his interest for her since the very beginning.
What happens when he refuses to let her go?

When Esther was a perfect wife but her husband cheated, she ordered a call boy for revenge.
He was so young and skilled. Then she left a check and ran away.
Later, she ran into the "call boy" and found he's in fact the youngest congressman, the future president ...
But he wants Esther every night ...

(Book 2 of My Hockey Alpha. It can be read alone)
Celeste run into her brother's best friend, who is now a hoceky team leader, at a party.
He cornered her in the toilet.
"Behavior yourself." Celeste warned him
"Be a good girl if you don't want to be heard. " He smirked.
……
Then Celeste escapes and he hasn't found out who she really is.
It's her dirty secret ...... How long can she hide it?

"Big Kai?"

He didn't respond but moved his eyes around the room, scanning the place.

"Wha...what are you doing here?"

His icy blue eyes returned to me, sending shivers down my spine. Then further dropped to my dress and then back to my eyes.

"The shit going on downstairs, what does it mean?" he asked, making my legs as weak as they are eager to flee.

"It's....it my wedding,"

He scoffed darkly. "Excuse me?"

I swallowed. "I am......getting married,"

He let out a humorless laugh, looking away and giving me lesser comfort. He looked at me with a demonic frown.

Terror washed me.

"Every single motherfucker/human being here, be it adult or child, including you, will burn before that happens,"

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The quiet but pathetic life of Twenty-year-old Mia Jefferson changed the night she found a few months old interracial baby boy abandoned in a dumpster on her way home. She saved him and kept him in her care for almost a month until she was taken by a deadly gang who accused her of abduction. She thought it was it for her until the ruthless gang leader, Nathaniel Kincaid, known on the streets as Big Kai and the father of the baby appeared and added to her punishment. At the point when Mia is about to give up, Nathaniel makes her his baby's nanny as the only way to convince him that she is not the abductor. As she picked up her care for the baby, Nathaniel watched her every move consistently, placing his heart in a dark and passionate risk.

A rebellious night of unsanctioned movement causes Gatrina Morgan, a human in an alien world where humans were sold as slaves to alien families and businesses, to cross paths with a strange alien. She saves his life during an accident but runs away.

She is unaware that the alien she saved was the crowned Prince of the empire, Jarox Girth; also known as the sexiest Krug on the planet. He becomes obsessed with finding her, causing more violence between the Krug Hierarchy and the Underground Human Uprising.

Dive into the explicitly sensual romance story of an Alien Royal and a brave human girl! A romance that will determine the fate of an entire species!

His hands inch up my legs. Rough and ruthless.
“You got away from me once, Flora,” he says. “Never again. You’re mine.”
He tightens his grip on my neck. “Say it.”
“I’m yours,” I choke out. I always have been.

Flora and Felix, separated suddenly and reunited again in a strange circumstance. He doesn’t know what ever happened. She has secrets to hide, and promises to keep.
But things are changing. Betrayal is coming.
He failed to protect her once before. He’ll be damned if it happens again.

（His Little Flower series consists of two stories, I hope you like them.）

Returning home from abroad two years after graduating from MIT with two PHDs. Samantha Logan was excited to share the good news with her father only to be welcomed with a big shot which potentially changed her life.
Coincidentally, the mafia boss her father owed was at her father's residence that day to request for his money, but the moment Samantha walked in, he changed his mind and requested for a different thing.
She was given the option to become the slave of Lord Damian to cover the debt of her father.
They say the sins of the father shall be bestowed upon the children..
Does she have a chance with a cold blooded Mafia boss who doesn't think twice before killing and would do anything and everything to stay alive?

WARNING!( MATURE )
"Are you touching yourself?" he voices in a husky murmur startling the hell out of me.
I quickly sit up and look at his amused face, "N...no" I stutter in embarrassment.
"Let me see" Carl crouches in front of me and grabs my hand to inspect my wet fingers.
*
Kayla is Santino's American mafia princess. In the world of guns, an enemy is bound to knock on your door anytime.
What happens when her father's enemy knocks on their door?
And what happens when Kayla learns that she's betrothed to a ruthless Italian mafia boss, Carl Moreno? Also known as the s*x-god.
And to add on that, a man of many enemies.
Join me to find out

Married for years. Hidden for years. A wife no one knew existed.
The day the doctors said terminal, her husband named a skyscraper after himself and his mistress. The city cheered. Then he called — not to ask if she was okay, but to order her to clean up the scandal. Smile. Swallow it.
She did. She always did.
The hospital called. Emergency surgery. He hung up. Blocked the number.
She went under the knife alone. No hand to hold. No one outside that door. As the anesthesia dragged her down, one thought lingered — if she died tonight, would he even know?
She didn't die. But something in her did.
Divorce papers signed. No tears. No begging. Gone.
Years later, her name lit up every headline — the visionary AI architect behind a global tech revolution. The world couldn't stop saying her name.
He came crawling back. Apologies. Grand gestures. Begging outside her door for hours. His empire meant nothing now. Every achievement tasted like ash. That skyscraper mocked him against the skyline every single day.
She looked at him the way you look at a stranger.
"Do I know you?"
And walked away. Not once looking back.

"I have a mate," I said.
"Is that so?" Alaric's gaze narrowed. He leaned closer, his breath fanning my nose and all I could think was to kiss him.
"Yes, and that’s not you," I pushed back my urges as I whispered. Why couldn’t it be him?
A feral growl left his lips as he pulled me closer, "You’re MINE!"
☆☆☆☆☆☆
Betrayed. Abandoned. Left to die. Lilac had given everything to Alpha King Kael—her love, her loyalty, her very soul—only to be cast aside when his fated mate arrived. The fragile Omega not only stole Kael’s heart but destroyed everything Lilac had built, leaving her broken and watching her family perish. As Lilac took her final breath, the last thing she saw was Kael holding the woman who had ruined her.
But death was not the end.
When Lilac’s eyes opened, she was back, six years in the past, standing in the ceremony where she was first chosen as Kael’s mate. The goddess had granted her a second chance. But this time, she would not be the same naive woman who loved blindly. This time, she would fight. She would take back what was hers.
Yet, with every choice she makes, the future begins to shift. Kael's half brother Alaric showed up in the picture. Fate is no longer predictable, and the kingdom's destiny is no longer set in stone. As Lilac walks a new path, one question haunts her: Is she rewriting her salvation… or her doom?

"It was a mistake! I apologized already," feeling so terrified as I moved backward.

"You should have known me better than this, little sparrow," He chuckled deeply, his gaze fixed on me.

"Lucas please!" I cried, now stopped by the wall as my heart beats faintly.

"Don't worry it's just a little game, you and I will play, you'll love it, little sparrow," He smirked.

I knew this was a trick, Ben lied when he said he wouldn't hurt me and I stupidly fell into the trap.

Now, I was alone with him and in his room.

I think this is the time for me to announce my funeral...

"Strip!" His cold voice snapped me out,as he stared at me with a deadpan expression while I gazed at him in ultra shock.


Camilla Evans is a gentle nerd in her finals at Watermark Highschool. As a nerd, the stereotypical notion of her wearing thick rimmed glasses, out-of-vogue clothes and shoes which were eighty percent of the time, twice her size still stands.

Having been at the bottom of the food chain in Watermark Highschool, Camilla was liable to predators and the most annoying one of them all went by the name, Lucas Liam.

Camilla had no idea why the hottest guy in school would even spare her a glance not to mention actually spending the whole day bullying and teasing her to no end.

Could there be something else to these false acts of bully and teases from Lucas?

Find out what happens when the Cheerleader, Jenny Layton put Camilla's life at stake?

Will she be able to handle all the torments she's passing through especially when her mum died and her sister left her behind?

Allen Carter is an innocent young and beautiful woman who had her life all rosy and sweet but fate took a massive turn on her when she suddenly needed money badly for her grandmother's surgical cancer operation.

While in desperate need of money, a guy she met at the bar where she works approached her and told her about an offer to marry a billionaire for six months only for a huge sum of money.

She hesitated at first but soon agreed cause of how urgent she needed money.

What she didn't know was that she was made to replace the CEO's 'run away bride' because she had the exact same facial identity as her.

She eventually find out that this CEO was the (ruthless and coldest CEO Raymond) that everyone talks about in the country.

She thought she could pretend well as the run away bride for six months and divorce him but Raymond find out already that she wasn't his real wife.

But it got even worse when the CEO accused her that she was the one who hid his run away bride, and that if she didn't provide his run away bride, he would destroy everything in and about her

Would it be an impossible thing if these two people from two different world fall in love? Why don't you read to find

Seraphine Callum has one goal — protect everything her late father left behind before the man controlling her family destroys it completely.

When her stepfather arranges her marriage to a stranger without her consent, Seraphine refuses to go quietly. A chance encounter with a mysterious woman offers her an unexpected escape — a secret flash marriage to a man she’s never properly seen.

No names. No faces. Just a way out.

She thinks it buys her time. She has no idea it changes everything.

Some marriages begin with love. This one begins with survival.

On her wedding day, Alexa experiences the biggest joke of the century when her fiance appears at the altar together with none other than her stepsister, leaving her humiliated in front of everyone.

In just one day, Alexa loses her marriage, her career, and her family's support. Banished abroad by her father due to her stepmother and stepsister's deception, her reputation lies in ruins.

A year later, Alexa returns with a resolve to uncover the truth behind her mother's death and seek revenge. To achieve this, she needs local influence strong enough to challenge her family. Alexa reaches out to Darwin, who proposes a marriage contract based on mutual benefit.

What will happen next?

When a salesgirl finds out shapeshifters exist, and ignites war between two Mafia Dons, will she survive it or die? What will happen when she discovers she's a werewolf herself and her mate is the Alpha Don who kidnapped her? Whose side will she pick between her father who's found her after searching for years, and her mate, the Alpha Don she's fallen for?

Find out in this first book of the Werewolf Mafia Series where RUTHLESSNESS of the Mafia meets STRENGTH of the Werewolf.

"How dare you touch my mate?"
Three days ago, Aella was publicly rejected. Her fated mate called her worthless. Wolf-less. Too fat to stand beside an Alpha.
On the day she was meant to be sold into another mating, the most feared Alpha in the north shattered her engagement ceremony and claimed her in front of everyone.
Eros Shaw does not save people. He conquers them. And yet, he takes her away.
Aella has spent her entire life believing one thing: No one loves a fat girl. Not even the Moon. But the Moon has been lying.
Because Aella is not wolf-less. She is something far more dangerous. As ancient magic stirs, a forgotten prophecy begins to unfold. Her blood carries power long buried. Her twin sister hides a truth that could destroy them both. And somewhere in the shadows, a witch waits for the perfect moment to strike.
Eros thinks he has claimed a broken girl.
He has no idea she is the beginning of the end.
His mark may kill her. Her awakening may destroy him.
And when enemies close in and secrets unravel, Aella must decide: remain the girl they mocked or rise as the Alpha Female destiny has been preparing for centuries?

Alexa doesn't know about the existence of the supernatural creatures, she only knew they exist in folklores.

She was born in the human world, grew up as a human and has adapted to the human life, her family showered her with great love and utmost care.

Her parents are travellers, travelling all over the world to experience different cultures and traditions...at least, that's what they told her.

But there's a dirty secrets behind them traveling all over, what could this secret be?

"Is my Seraphina afraid of me? "

She pressed her shivering naked body more against the wall to prevent getting touched by the bare skin of the owner of that raspily husky voice .

"So you don't want me to touch you? But you had no problem getting touched by him, Seraphina? "

Her eyes filled with tears hearing his words because her mind immediately recalled the face of her friend and how brutally he had killed him.

"Then why are you afraid of getting touched by me, Princess?"

She unlatched her lashes and immediately tried to free herself from him but her body turned into ice when he pinned her wrists against the wall and pressed his drenched body against her.

"Hadn't I fucking warned you to stay away from him? But no, my little princess wanted to defy me? And look, her defiance made me to take another life, "
A soul quivering smirk crept on his lips by watching the terror emerging into her alluring azure eyes .

"So ,I guess now we have to make her obey me and for that, I have a very precious way to teach her, " His hand roamed over her naked skin.

"A forbidden way which will hurt my princess a lot, " He squeezed her soft bosoms, making her whimper.

"But the more pain she will feel, the more pleasure she is going to get through that way, " He chuckled when he found her struggling, like a little afraid kitten.

"The more you will fight it, the more it's going to hurt, Princess," His hand went down to her lower abdomen

And her blood drenched from her body when he gently grazed his knuckles against her pelvic line .

"You're mine," His hand went down more to taint her purity.

"You belong to Arzal Darius Grayson, Sera."

Cara Smith is happily blessed with a caring and loving husband, Chris Knowles, with a true best friend, Jessica, by her side. For two years, everything is going on perfectly fine. Or so she thought?

On their anniversary party, Cara discovers a shocking secret about an intimate relationship with Jessica and Chris, and apparently, everyone around knew about it except for her! Devastated and heartbroken, she filed for a divorce and headed back home to her parents.

Somewhere else lies a rich and successful artist and CEO of a famous art museum, Romeo Armani, who is desperate for true love. Romeo and Cara are actually best friends since childhood, but when he asked her to come with him to France to further their career two years ago, Cara had rejected his offer to be married to Chris, although this is a sweet lie she tells herself. She couldn't dare state the real reason she left Romeo.
Chris threatens to ruin Cara's career after a lie he hears from Jessica in an attempt to make him despite Cara.

However, Romeo mocks him for making such threat. He is rich and powerful and announces that Cara's company would be the best no matter what Chris does. A year later and Cara becomes stronger and powerful. Chris has a change of heart and wants her back, but Cara has moved on and is finding a new love with Romeo.

"I want to do so many dangerous things to you," he said, voice low and deliberate. "Things that'll ruin you for any man that comes after me."
Emily Parker, twenty-two, beautiful and headstrong, returns home from college hoping for a quiet summer with her mom—a renowned private chef in Los Angeles. But when her mother falls too ill to work, Emily is thrust into the spotlight, stepping in to cook for Liam Black—LA's most elusive and irresistibly charming billionaire.
She knew she should've walked away the second she met him. Liam Black could ruin reputations with a whisper… and hearts with a single look. Yet every glance, every accidental touch, pulls her deeper into a forbidden game neither of them should play.
What begins as a temporary job turns into a summer of temptation and secrets. And when desire threatens to destroy the fragile boundaries between them, Emily must decide—will she risk everything for the man she can't have, or walk away before he ruins her completely?
A sizzling, forbidden age-gap billionaire romance filled with slow-burn tension, dangerous chemistry, and one unforgettable summer.

"Don't clutch your thighs," he said with the same smirk.

Who said I'm clutching my thighs? I answer.

So it means you are not wet, right?? He asked with a smirk.

Okay, then let me check whether you are wet or not. Saying this, he pulls my dress up and is about to put his hand in my underwear when I stop him.

No, I can't let him check because I'm dumb and wet.

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐍𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐘𝐂 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐘𝐂?
𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧??... 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐩.
Tropes:
╰┈➤ Desi-Videsi
╰┈➤ Office Romance
╰┈➤ Age gap
╰┈➤ Obsessed Male lead
╰┈➤ Strong Female lead
╰┈➤ No Cheating Or misunderstanding
╰┈➤ When fire meets fire
╰┈➤ Mature content

Sonya meets her loving mate on the first day of her new job at her dream company. She is met with a whirlwind of romance, however after she meets with the moon goddess and accepts her place as the Goddess Guardian, she becomes a target to horrific treatment. The danger is brought on by one man, Hades, who will stop at nothing to get what he wants and to take over the world. Hades employs witches who read your biggest fear and uses that against you. For Luna Sonya, that is being sexually assaulted. Luna Sonya and Alpha Jake have to work together with their Beta, Gamma, and their females to defeat Hades. They end up in a love triangle themselves full of sex and love. Will they finally defeat Hades or will he get what he wants and take over the world in the process?

Blind. Sold. Claimed by the wrong man.
At eighteen, Amelia was nothing—until two powerful men decided she belonged to them.
One wanted to own her. The other would burn the world to keep her.

Dragged into the blood-soaked empire of the Santoro mafia, Amelia becomes a pawn in a brutal power game. Jeremy Santoro—the cold, dangerously seductive heir—should have ignored her.

Instead, he touched her.

And that one mistake?
Turned her into his obsession.

Hiding inside Crimson, a bar where secrets are currency and men are monsters, Amelia survives by staying invisible—until the night she slaps a stranger for kissing her… and feels a voice she can’t forget.

Jeremy.

When his ruthless uncle tries to claim her as property, Jeremy snaps.

He takes her.

Not as a lover.
Not as a savior.
But as something far more dangerous—

His.

Locked inside his mansion as his personal maid, Amelia quickly learns the truth: Jeremy is engaged to another woman. A powerful alliance. A future already decided.

But he still comes to her at night.

Still touches her like she’s the only thing he’ll ever need.
Still risks everything… just to hear her say his name.

And when Amelia discovers she’s carrying his child—
the game changes.

Because she was never just a blind girl pulled from the gutter.

She is the missing heir to a bloodline powerful enough to destroy the Santoro empire from within.

Now three crime families are hunting her.
Jeremy’s bride wants her dead.
His uncle wants her broken.

And Jeremy?

He’s already chosen.

Her.

Even if it means betraying his name, his blood, and the empire he was born to rule.

In a world where power is everything, Amelia was invisible.
Now she’s the most dangerous woman alive.

Brandy: 

My husband is disgusted and ashamed of me. 

Everyone laughed when I walked down the aisle. 

We were forced to marry and all he wants to do is get rid of me. His family resorted to starving me for days so I could lose my weight. Once again I am alone. I just need to keep my head down and stay out of his way. 

Storm: 

I always knew my father would pick my wife, but her! She is the worst he could do. She is fat, always eating, and messy. She can’t do anything right, but why is my wife suddenly all I am thinking about? Why am I stroking myself in the shower with only her image bringing me release? I don’t want her but I can’t stay away. There is something about her that will soon drive me crazy but I will resist by all means. I have to.

Christopher Grayston only wanted to marry to stop his grandfather from asking him to remarry. As a result, he married a girl he met outside civil affairs. He wanted to marry someone with whom they would never consummate their marriage. So he settled for a young girl he had just met standing outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, knowing full well that he wouldn't touch her because she was just a girl. Camila Mendoza fit the bill since she was young, though she was a temptress without even trying. The two signed the marriage certificates and went separate ways. However, 3 months down the line, fate brought them together. Camila saved a kid and later learned that the boy she saved was her husband's son. Camila never cared about how her whore of a husband conducted his life until she met his son. Everything was fine till his ex-wife came stumbling back into his life.

A man who is always making headlines about his sex life and a wife on a mission. Who would triumph?

“Just this once…” He said, his voice low and desperate.
“You said that last time,” I whispered, my pulse racing beneath his touch.

​Hayes’s mouth curved into that dangerous smirk as he pinned my wrists above my head, his breath hot against my skin.
“Then lie,” he murmured, trailing his finger down my bare thigh. “Lie and say you don’t want me.”


​At eighteen, I was supposed to be thinking about normal things—college, friends, and a future.

​Not him.

​Not the boy who grew up in our house as my brother’s best friend, and the man who now lives down the hall as my stepbrother.

​Everything changed the day our parents got married. I knew I should have let go of the feelings I’d been carrying for years. I tried to bury them. God knows I did.

​But Hayes Montgomery won’t let me.

​He’s everything I shouldn’t want—a hockey star. A campus obsession. The kind of guy who breaks rules and hearts without even trying. Off-limits in every possible way.

​But the way he watches me makes it clear I’m the one thing he will never let go of. And the night our lips finally collided, I realized it was only the beginning.

​Giving in will ruin everything we call family and every secret our parents had tried to hide. But we are already too deep in this game, and Hayes has no intention of playing by the rules.

BLURB:

After serving four years in prison for a crime she didn’t commit, all to protect her daughter, Noah is finally released, eager to return to her family. But fate has other plans. Upon her return, she discovers her husband in bed with her stepsister and learns that her daughter has died. Devastated, betrayed, and heartbroken, she flees her home, drowning her sorrows in alcohol.

In a dark alley, as she mourns the loss of her daughter, she is nearly robbed by a group of thieves, until she’s saved by the enigmatic, powerful, and mysterious Dylan Evans. Dylan is a man with a secret: he’s allergic to women’s touch. But when Noah touches him, there’s no allergic reaction. Thrilled that he has found his cure, Dylan becomes determined to give Noah what she truly deserves: revenge.

But revenge comes with a price. Will Noah be willing to pay it?

I am the heiress everyone envies.
He’s the bodyguard no one notices.
But his obsession with me might be the most dangerous thing yet.
I am finally free, or so I think. Leaving my billionaire father’s mansion to begin college at St. Regis University, I’m ready to taste life. Parties. Date Boys. No home school. No rules.
But my father has one condition: a full-time bodyguard.
Enter Jace Monroe. Ex-college bad boy. And now? My unwanted shadow. He’s four years older, rough around the edges, and way too serious. Worst of all? He used to go to this college—until life forced him out.
I hate him on sight.

Her name is Lara, and she is the epitome of beauty and luck. Whether as Miss Morris or Mrs. Avila, no matter her identity, she belongs to the noblest class. Mr. Avila is cold, sophisticated, and decisive in the business world, but he is at a loss when it comes to her. He can't have her, hate her, or let her go. In this battle called love, Lara is undefeated. Everyone says she has good luck, but in reality, she is just extremely fortunate to be the one who captured Mr. Avila's heart. Love is like wine, and clearly, Avila is indulging himself in the intoxicating wine named Lara.

"I haven't been able to stop thinking about you, no matter how hard I try. You've infiltrated my thoughts, mind, and body, and there's no way to get you out." His voice was gruff with honesty. "I've tried. I've failed. Frankly, I don't want to try anymore. I want you."

And then I spoke the riskiest truth of all, "I want you too."

A groan escaped from his lips, and he pulled me close, crushing my body to his as his lips covered mine.

A werewolf on the run bumps into a sexy bartender, and sparks fly the moment they meet.
Unable to resist the intense attraction between them, they find reasons to come back for more...

Little does this bartender know that the man who constantly plagues her thoughts is a werewolf, and a wanted one at that—or that she is his mate.
With so many forces teaming up against them, will their love for each other be able to save them?

They say all wolves have fated mates, but not in every case. Some are cursed to be mateless. Bianca previous fated mates all died mysteriously, then the rest of her mates rejected her for fear of sharing the same fate. Everyone hated her and stayed very far away from her.
When everyone, including herself, believes she's gonna end up mateless for the rest of her life, she's offered a contract. Be the mate to the Lycan king for 6 months and make his obsessed mate stay away from him.
Can the lycan's mate back down easily?
Will life be funny for Bianca on this journey?

"I don't train pets," she whispered, her hand hovering over the Glock at her hip. "I build monsters."

Nikolai Volkov didn't flinch. He stepped into her personal space, the heat of his body radiating through her clothes, his scent of expensive leather and violence filling her lungs. "Then show me," he growled, his hand sliding up her throat to tilt her head back, forcing her to look into his predatory eyes.

The tension snapped. He slammed her against the wall of the kennel, the sound of barking dogs fading into the background as his mouth crushed hers, hungry and demanding. Anika gasped, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer as his knee drove between her legs, grinding against her wet heat through the tactical fabric.

"Good girl," he murmured against her lips, his voice dropping an octave as his fingers roughly undid her belt. He didn't just want to own her loyalty; he wanted to own her pleasure. She whimpered as his rough fingers slid inside her, claiming her right there in the dust and shadows, her slickness coating his hand as she arched into his relentless touch. He took a bullet for her. She stitched him up. Now, he was going to fuck the defiance right out of her.

"You're dangerous," she panted, her nails digging into his shoulders.

"So are you," he promised, before thrusting deep enough to touch her soul.

"We shouldn't be doing this," I breathed, my back against Cael's chest while his brother knelt between my thighs.
"Probably not," Cael murmured against my neck, his fangs grazing the spot that made my wolf howl.
I wanted his bite so badly.
Fabien looked up at me with those black eyes that held centuries of hunger and whispered, "Tell us to stop, Sera."
I opened my mouth to say the word.
Nothing came out except a moan that made both of them growl.
"That's what I thought," the King smiled, and went to work making me scream in pleasure.


Two vampire brothers. One human girl with a bounty on her head.
She came to Nashville to escape her past but discovered her future is bigger than anything she could have ever imagined.
Sera Voss grew up thinking she was human. When that veil was lifted, it came with realities she never asked for.
Werewolves. Vampires. A prophecy naming her the Dawnbringer — the one being capable of ending the vampire race's reign of terror.
But the cruelest discovery? The two men she's destined to destroy are her soulmates.
Now everyone wants her. The wolves want a weapon. The vampires want her dead. The Council wants control. Because whoever holds the Dawnbringer holds the fate of every immortal alive.
And Sera? She's done being held.
Come with Sera Voss on a journey of blood, desire, and dangerous choices. Will she bow to the wolves who raised her, surrender to the vampires who crave her, or burn every throne in her path and prove that the most powerful weapon in the world is a woman who chooses herself?