1438 Book(s) Related to Not His Princess

PS DON'T OVERANALYSE THE STORY WHEN READING. IT IS AFTER ALL JUST MY MIND GOING CRAZY TO GIVE YO'LL A STORY ☺️.

Their worlds were never meant to clash, but through knowing each other their lives unraveled.

"Don't think about Malcolm because I am not him. I will treat you better, give you the desires of your heart, showered you with kisses that will make you weak at the knees, even go as far as giving you my heart, but just don't leave me," he said looking lost as he pulled her closer supporting her some more.

"No, no, not again," I murmured as my heart rate increased.

"Then this is what is going to happen. Tomorrow we are getting married I don't care if you have to be in bed for the ceremony but so be it. We are going to live together as man and wife, and I am going to f***k that idiot out of your system until I am the only one in your mind, until you long for only my touch.....

Will you believe me, when I will tell I am the one whose partner was burnt in the Great Library of Min-Ho? Will you believe me? Will you stay?

From centuries I have seen the world change greatly. Yet, I never met her again. Not even saw the same person again. Will I ever see her? Will ever Alina be born?

I am a spirit of a book of a Paranormal encyclopedia which was burned and made transformed into a human. I loved Fantasy. I still do.  She was always beside me like my partner. But everything was destroyed in the tragedy and I remained as a witness, whose life only crumpled century after century. Yet, I never found her.

Even in the year of 2024, I stayed single and keeps printing my own encyclopedia and books to stay alive for her.

Alive just for her.

Jordan's life took a different turn when his wife Rachel died. Rachel had been his childhood sweetheart and wife but died when she gave birth to their daughter.

Jordan swore to destroy everyone who made Rachel suffer and die and that made him go emotionally dead to love.

Many years passed but he chose not to fall in love with any woman again. Rachel was the love of his life and when she died,a part of him died with her.

But what happens when he meets the beautiful Tina Smith, a detective and a team member?

He fell in love with her, he couldn't help it, he tried rejecting the feeling, but he just couldn't help himself.

They both had something in common, one avenging his wife's death and the other, her mother's death.

Finding themselves in the same boat, they paired together and that strengthened Jordan's feelings and his dead emotions seemed to have come alive when he found Tina.

Will Tina be able to make him forget about the past, his obsession and find love again?

What does the future hold for the both of them? Love or a later rejection?

As I stand on the precipice of my decision, the weight of uncertainty crushes me like a vice. My heart races, caught in a whirlwind of anxiety and desperation. I feel trapped in a gilded cage, the bars made of privilege yet twisted by fear. My father's cruel laughter echoes in my mind, a constant reminder of the torment that shadows my every move. I want to scream, to break free from this suffocating existence that he controls, but instead, I find myself drawn to the dangerous allure of my plan. Kidnapping. It sounds insane, even to me—a spoiled mafia prince, seeking out a notorious Alpha to take me captive. Yet here I am, on the brink of embarking on a treacherous journey to reclaim my life.

I've always been adept at playing games, and this one is no different. But as I seek out Stefano, a man with a reputation as dark and complex as the shadows that envelop me. He’s a rugged Alpha, hardened by a world that has chewed him up and spat him out, yet there’s a glimmer of something else in his piercing blue eyes—something I can't quite put my finger on.

What begins as a cold calculation morphs into an intoxicating dance of manipulation and desire. Stefano and I are drawn together like moths to a flame, each of us fighting our own demons while simultaneously igniting a fire that threatens to consume us both. I’m a player in a game where the stakes keep rising. Each encounter with him brings a new thrill, a new danger, and I start to wonder if I’m willing to risk everything—not just my life, but my heart.

In this chaos the only rules that it matters, is love and desire.

Leon is a waste collector. He collects waste from Leamington Enterprise and other commercial buildings. He's made friends in the company, interacting with them whenever he comes to collect the waste twice a week.

He sometimes interacts with the CEO whenever he's available. Everybody knows that the CEO and Leon know each other, but from where and how, they don't know.

Leon is a married man, who left his husband, home and accounting job to distress. He found his solace in the waste collection industry, where he's made friends and has a peace of mind.

This is about his life and how he tries to navigate each day that comes, with a pestering husband that won't admit the wrong he's done and trying to win him back.

When desire walks in, rules go out the window…

Lior never meant to send the photo.
One reckless swipe and his boss, Adrian Valehart, CEO of Valehart Industries, was staring at something that could end both their careers.

Adrian was supposed to be untouchable. Married to a powerful socialite. A father. A man with everything to lose. But from the moment he saw Lior’s flushed lips and bare skin on his phone, he couldn’t get him out of his mind.

What began as a dangerous mistake turns into an addiction neither can quit. Stolen hours in glass-walled offices. Breathless meetings that end with the door locked. A lust so consuming, it threatens to burn their world down. Adrian’s world is built on power, money, and lies… and Lior is suddenly standing in the middle of it all.

When a corporate scandal, a crumbling marriage, and dangerous secrets close in, Lior must decide: run before he’s ruined, or risk everything for a man who was never his to love.

But some mistakes are worth every consequence.

“l’m here to make you more…..comfortable”
I gritted my teeth as the word left my mouth. For a bit, anger pushed against the fear in my body. How did my life get to this level?
“They sent a kid to make me more comfortable?”
“I’m not a kid,” my voice shook.
He stands up, the chain rattling as he moves. He’s taller than I thought, and looks even more dangerous and intimidating, if that was possible. He grabs my throat choking me until tears threaten to fall.
“Next time they send you here,” he says quietly. “It better be with a gun, because if you come back without one, I’ll show you the kind of monster your Alpha just captured.”
He pulled me up by my throat, my legs dangling above the ground and threw me against the door.
……………………
Auren was raised to be the heir of Silverveil pack until the night she woke up in the pool of her parents’ blood…..her wolf silent.
Her uncle took over as Alpha, branding her wolf less and cursed. Now she serves as nothing more than a slave in her own home. When her uncle’s men mistakenly capture the Demon King, Alpha Dravik—the most feared werewolf alive and the ruthless leader of the Bloodborn syndicate, he panics. To cover his mistake, he sends Auren to get close to him and use her body to get information.
Alpha Dravik is nothing like she expected. He should have killed her. Instead, he demands for her hand in front of the council to end the feud between the two packs. Everyone thinks it’s politics. Auren knows its punishment.
What happens when her wolf finally awakens and the first word it whispers is his name?

"His lips held a slight upturn, but his eyes glazed over her just as they did with everyone else.
Disinterest was his countenance... It was almost hostile.
Then she smelled him.


First, it itched.
Then, it burned.
Her toes curled as she fought to conceal the pain. Her skin seared, right on the back of her neck.
She hoped no one noticed the look of surprise that slid across her face. Dread quickly became the prominent emotion.
Laura glanced at Prince Rowan, his face was lightly scrunched, nose flaring.
Male shifters were born with their mate mark. Females acquired them later, after coming in contact with their fated mate.
She put extra effort into masking her smell, glamouring the new mark.
Fuck.
She didn’t want the one she had–let alone two. Her claws extended into the fabric of the chair.
And then she had to stand. "


Laura is a wolf shifter.

Dark hair, dark eyes, average looks, wolfless… if anyone else were to describe her.
Running away is what she did best, but recent events would say it was being captured.
Captured not once, but twice, with an embarrassingly short layover, Laura jumps from one enemy to another. One, a group of individuals playing collector to non-humans; the other, the pack she’d long abandoned–with the latter forcing her hand in a dated mating game.
Every generation, given the heir to the throne is male and mateless, there were trials held to find a suitable queen for the future king of wolf shifters. This generation’s heir apparent: Rowan Alexander Woulf.
Laura had more sensible things to do, like figuring out a certain organization’s agenda.

Asha finds herself in the middle of the mating grounds where the mating night is supposed to take place. Confused, and trying to escape a crime she thinks she committed, she runs away from silver Crest pack.
    Fate then leads her to a dying stranger at a river bank. Healing him of his wounds, a glitch occurs and now his wolf lives in her.
  ...
   He is the Lycan Lord. But what is a Lycan without his wolf?
  Auren is saved by a strange girl who in the process 'steals' his wolf. Because of this, a forced proximity arises between them.
  He wants nothing but to get his wolf back.
  She wants nothing but to be free, and finally experience what love feels like.
     Maybe they could grant each other wishes, maybe.. maybe not.

Coralyn Calder has never had the luxury of slowing down.
Between crushing responsibility and a mother she’s spent years saving from herself, survival has always come before desire.
This Christmas, she chooses herself—for once.
A sponsored escape to a lavish French resort promises distance from her past, silence from her guilt, and a brief illusion of peace. But fate has other plans. A ruined dress, a missed reservation, and a raging snowstorm leave her stranded… and sharing a suite with Orion Merrick.
He’s dangerous in a way Coralyn isn’t prepared for—quiet, controlled, devastatingly handsome. A single father with a guarded heart, a watchful gaze, and a presence that strips her bare without a single touch.
What begins as forced proximity turns intimate fast. Stolen moments. Lingering looks. His sharp-tongued daughter playing matchmaker. Nights that blur boundaries and make promises neither of them should want.
Then her past arrives uninvited.
Kade—her obsessive ex—appears at the resort, dragging secrets, violence, and unfinished business behind him. When Coralyn’s mother dies under suspicious circumstances, buried truths rise to the surface, and the holiday fantasy shatters into something lethal.
Because this isn’t just about love anymore.
It’s about survival.
And some Christmas miracles don’t come wrapped in ribbon—
they come wrapped in blood.
Will Coralyn live long enough to claim hers?

She needed a place to stay. He needed to save his ranch. Together they just might make a home. Sgt. Dylan Banks lost more than just his leg in the war. His fiancée and family turned their backs on him as well. Now, he’s determined to create a safe place where wounded warriors like himself can heal. But a hidden zoning law requires all residents of the Purple Heart Ranch to be married. To save his dream, Dylan and his men will have to tie the knot—but can a man with such deep scars inside and out believe in love again?   Maggie Shaw lost both her job as a veterinary technician and her apartment on the same day. Who knew her unreasonable landlord would kick her out for being four dogs over the one pet limit? Now, she and her gang of special-needs dogs are in trouble. Then fate puts her in Dylan’s path with a proposal that seems too good to be true—but can her heart bear a loveless marriage of convenience?   Dylan yearns to reach out for Maggie’s healing touch, but he keeps his distance, convinced his wounds are too deep for her embrace. Maggie sees past Dylan’s injuries, but if she fails to capture his heart they both could lose it all: her beloved animals, his ranch, and each other.   Find out if love can truly heal all wounds in this light-hearted, sweet romance of convenient arrangements that unfold into lasting love. On His Bended Knee is the first in a series of marriage of convenience tales featuring Wounded Warriors who are healed with the power of love.

No love. No promises. Just one year to take everything back.
Luna thought she had everything—love, loyalty, and a future she could trust.
Until she walked into her own bedroom and found her boyfriend in bed with her best friend… wearing a ring that was never meant for her.
In one night, Luna loses it all.
But instead of breaking, she walks away.
No tears. No confrontation. No second chances.
Just silence… and a plan.

When a dangerously composed billionaire, Adrian Vale, offers her something she never expected—a one-year contract with no emotions, no promises, and complete freedom—Luna does the unthinkable.
She says yes.
Because this isn’t about love anymore.
It’s about power.
With money in her account, control in her hands, and a heart she refuses to risk again, Luna begins to rebuild her life on her own terms.
But revenge isn’t always clean.
And the more time she spends with a man who doesn’t believe in love… the more dangerous the lines between control and desire begin to blur.
Noel and Mira thought they had broken her.
They have no idea what they’ve created.

Carter and I have been together for five years. We never had actual sex.
During our most intimate moments, he would only ever slip a dark Violet Pearl deep inside of me. I honestly thought it was his way of cherishing me.
Until tonight.
I woke up totally naked to find a phone set up on the bed, its lens glaring right between my thighs, with a red "LIVE" icon blinking on the screen.
[The pearl matures Oct 31. Five years of cultivation!] the chat kept scrolling.
I checked the screen on my phone.
It’s October 30.

Born into the most powerful mafia family in the city, I've had seven bodyguards since I was ten years old.

Seven heirs from allied families. Seven men trained to protect me. Seven potential husbands.

On my eighteenth birthday, I had to pick one and marry him.

Everyone knew I'd choose Dante Lucchese. How could I not? I'd been stupidly in love with that arrogant bastard since I was seven.

But I'll never choose him again.

Because I've already lived through what happens when I do.

The wedding. The explosion. Flames devouring my dress as I clawed at Dante's sleeve, begging him to help me.

He ripped his arm away.

And ran straight to Isabella—the pathetic little charity case my family took in, who always played the victim so perfectly.

"Serena, stop being selfish!" he shouted over the roar of the fire. "Isabella's hurt worse than you! I have to save her first!"

I screamed his name as he disappeared into the smoke with her in his arms.

The last thing I heard was Isabella crying. The last thing I felt was my skin burning.

Then—nothing.

Until I opened my eyes and found myself staring at the calendar on my bedroom wall.

Six months before the wedding.

The morning my father called me into his study to tell me it was time to choose.

This time, I crossed Dante's name off the list first.

This time, I chose Enzo Corleone—the quiet one who never said much, who everyone underestimated.

The one who died trying to pull me out of that fire.

So why the hell is Dante on his knees at my wedding to Enzo, tears streaming down his face, begging me to marry him instead?

I am the jubilant champion's girlfriend, the blissful woman who will reveal to him tonight, "We are to become parents." Yet, I overheard the brutal truth: "The very thought of her mother once climbing into my father's bed fills me with revulsion for every second of this five-year charade."

It turns out that five years of affection was nothing more than a meticulously orchestrated deceit.

In that moment of heartbreak and excruciating pain, our child slipped away as if making the final decision on my behalf. I incinerated all our memories, rendering them vapor in this world.

When that once indomitable champion finally realized his misplaced animosity, and in a desperate bid to find me, fractured his spine amidst the ruins while signing a pact with fate...I am the jubilant champion's girlfriend, the blissful woman who will reveal to him tonight, "We are to become parents." Yet, I overheard the brutal truth: "The very thought of her mother once climbing into my father's bed fills me with revulsion for every second of this five-year charade."

It turns out that five years of affection was nothing more than a meticulously orchestrated deceit.

In that moment of heartbreak and excruciating pain, our child slipped away as if making the final decision on my behalf.

When that once indomitable champion finally realized his misplaced animosity, and in a desperate bid to find me, fractured his spine amidst the ruins while signing a pact with fate...

I woke up the morning the contract was due, picked up the pen, and crossed out my own name.
Wrote my sister's instead.
Last time, I packed away every leather jacket I owned and let Stefano Mastroianni's stylist dress me in things that needed dry cleaning. I sat straight at his family dinners and smiled until my face hurt. I let him correct my posture in front of his mother like I was something he hadn't finished training.
I did all of it, and I still ended up in the ground.
So this time I gave him Chiara. Took Pier Nine from my father as the price, and got out.
He thought he was getting his perfect bride.
On the wedding day, he reached for her hands—and felt it immediately. Smooth palms. Not a mark on them. Not the hands of a woman who'd been gripping a steering wheel since she was sixteen.
He pulled the veil up.
Chiara looked back at him, flushed with triumph.
Stefano stripped the Mastroianni ring off her finger in front of every powerful family in the city, kicked over the altar, and put one question through the cathedral walls:
"Where is Tessa."

After my divorce, I fled to the unfamiliar streets of Seattle with my daughter. As a Black single mother, the crushing weight of surviving in a strange city nearly broke me.
That is, until David came along. A detective with the Major Crimes Unit, he became our safe haven, wrapping my daughter and me in his fierce, unwavering protection.
I thought I had finally made it through the darkness. I thought I was about to embrace a brand-new life.
Until our six-month anniversary. I showed up for our date full of joyful anticipation, only to accidentally witness him tenderly kissing a pregnant white woman.
With his two young children clustered right by his side...

The scholarship understudy in our ballet company was a notorious "clumsy sweetheart."

Right before the Principal Audition, she secretly laced the pain-relief cream she gave me with a high concentration of banned substances.

It led to me being reported for doping. I was expelled from the company on the spot, my reputation was ruined, and my ballet career was completely destroyed.

When I confronted her, she hid in my fiancé's arms, crying so hard she almost passed out.

"Eve, I really just wanted to help you perform perfectly... I'm so stupid, I can't even tell the difference between muscle rub and banned drugs."

My fiancé held her, comforting her, and then yelled at me instead:

"She was just trying to be nice! Why do you have to be so cruel to a young girl?!"

Later, as I spiraled into severe depression, they tricked me into going to the river under the guise of "getting some fresh air."

While my fiancé went to park the car, she took the opportunity to shove me hard off the icy steps, leaving me to drown alive in the freezing river.

When questioned by the police, my fiancé didn't hesitate to commit perjury to clear her name, insisting I had jumped because I couldn't handle the scandal.

I opened my eyes again. I was back to the day before the Principal Audition.

This men is beautiful, beautiful like God's finest masterpiece. Only, now, he was undressed and bound to the bed in an awkward position, and my hand was still against his breast. Hot temperature, hard muscle, through the palm, clearly came.
"Get off me!" The damned woman, tired of living, dared to plot against him!
"If I truly apologize now, will you forgive me?"
Jigyain looked at me uncertainly. The message is simple: You're dead.
"That's a problem. I just came back to life. I don't really want to die."****

Now I am in possession of this body, the people who bullied the old me should be made to pay.***

Lucy Gue, a tech mogul, enters the body of a fake daughter of famous family with the same name! This original fake daughter is ignorant, bullying, all people hate her...... And she has the ball to seduce the "prince" of the first top family of S City! As soon as Lucy Gue came through, she came face to face with the handsome man, who was staring at her with a look of 'You're going to die' and 'You're going to die badly.' The new Lucy Gue does not care his threatens and builds her own golden career by herself, but it seems the "prince" always gets in the way.
“Join me in the business,sweetheart?”
“What? Love me now?”

"Be my slave,” Gerald claimed shortly.
“WHAT???” shouted Lisa.
“Be my slave,” whispered Gerald one more time.
“ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?” Lisa screamed.
“No other option! The only way is agreeing to be my slave,” said Gerald once more to convince her to agree with his wish.
“NO WAY. I AM NOT GOING TO BE ANYONE’S SLAVE!” said Lisa proudly.
“Just wait and see. How long will you stand with your choice? Nobody will help you to get out from here. In the end, you will give up and beg to be my slave.” answered Gerald.
"NEVER," said Lisa.
"You will," said Gerald.
Lisa was saved by Gerald, who is a vampire prince.
But her real nightmare has just begun.
To be the vampire prince's slave, or to die.
What is Lisa's choice?

Laura is a woman who fought for her dream of becoming a highly educated woman. However, when she was only able to go to college at the age of 20, she was forced to get engaged to a man she didn't know. Laura rebelled. But one day, she found out that the man she was betrothed to was a campus idol who was a medical student named Reynold, heir to the richest businessman in the city of Granada.

When she was worried, Laura accidentally met a mysterious man who was able to shake her heart. A man named Stevan William is a new lecturer at her campus. Unbeknownst to anyone, it turns out that Stevan is the crown prince, whose identity was deliberately hidden by the royal family. There is a secret inside Prince Stevan that no one knows. It turns out he was a werewolf.

How will the story continue between the three of them when they meet on the same campus?

I am Harper, the wife who loved too deeply in a marriage built on a lie. For three years, I endured my husband Brandon Martinez’s cold indifference, knowing I was merely a pawn in his gamble against his first love. But when she returned, shattering my last illusions with her presence and his undeniable devotion to her, I finally woke up.
After a car accident left me injured and alone, while he comforted her, I realized my love was nothing but a one-sided tragedy. I chose to leave, signing a divorce agreement and walking away with nothing but my dignity. Now, as he desperately tries to win me back with belated tenderness and possessive demands, I stand firm. My heart, once broken by his neglect, has hardened. I am no longer the submissive wife waiting in the shadows; I am reclaiming my life, my career, and my future.

Sara never asked for a mate, but fate didn’t care. The moment she steps into BloodRidge Pack, the bond locks her to the one man who wants nothing to do with her.
Alpha Xenon rejects her on sight. Cold. Final. Cruel.

But the bond doesn’t break.
His wolf won’t let her go.
And when danger comes for her, the Alpha who pushed her away becomes the one who can’t stay away.

Some rejections hurt.
This one changes everything.

Everyone knows how much Gideon Moretti loves his wife Isabella.

We built this empire together—from street enforcers to rulers of all five boroughs of New York. He promised me the world.

I believed him.

For five years, I took bullets for him. Bled for him. Sacrificed everything so he could become the king of this city.

Then, just days before our fifth anniversary—on the same day I found out I was pregnant—I saw a video.

Gideon, in a bridal boutique, his hand on another woman's waist. Helping her choose a wedding dress.

Daisy. His first love.

Turns out, she's been back for two months. Every "business trip" he took? He was with her.

I made my decision that night. I would leave. Take our baby and disappear.

My child would not grow up in a house built on lies.

Marriage is never an easy thing and being forced out of your home with nowhere to go, hours after you find out you've been betrayed by your husband and best friend, Tessa Carl is completely torn apart.

With no money, a home, or a family, what is she to do?

Where is she to go?

Everything is a huge mess and she's trying hard to fix it all while staying in a hotel where she meets the ever-goofy Jake Hensen and extremely hot Austin Kings.

Who will claim the damsel and win her heart?

Prince Rafe leans over me, holding himself up on one elbow as he gazes at my face. I feel his eyes wandering over every surface from my brow to my eyes, down my nose, to my lips and chin, and then returning to hold my gaze for a second. The small smile at the corner of his mouth makes me think he likes what he sees.
His hand is cool when it brushes a loose curl from my cheek, but I don’t jerk away from him. I have no idea what’s going on. I don’t understand why I’m here. I don’t know what will happen tomorrow. It seems like a lot of powerful people want me—dead or alive. And yet, all I can think about right now is how badly I want this vampire’s hands on my body.


I live in a desolate village on the edge of the Vampire King’s lands. This used to be wolf shifter territory, but now, we are just trying to survive.
When I mess up and find myself in a culling, I know I’m dead. No wolf shifters ever survive these events.
And after the stunt I pulled in the middle of the village, Prince Rafe probably wants me dead.
Is it a good thing or a bad thing when a vampire looks at you like you’re a snack?
Something tells me, once I reach the castle, I’ll be missing my miserable existence in the village.
But then—it turns out I have no freaking idea who I even am, and when the royals start referring to me as Princess Ainslee, I realize my life is about to take a turn—for better or worse.

Faustina, once a rogue orphan, found solace in the arms of her mate, Alucard Forest de Carteret, a lycan prince and the crown prince of their kingdom. Their passionate encounters resulted in an unexpected pregnancy. But when Faustina was about to muster the courage to reveal the news, Alucard coldly rejected her, insisting he never loved her and was only a pawn for his carnal desire while he was in his engagement to another.

Years passed, and their paths crossed once more. Faustina, a wealthy jeweler and esteemed aristocrat, stood tall and independent as the sole heiress of the late Grand Duke and Duchess Bellwood. Little did Alucard know, they had not one, but three beautiful children. Determined to protect their secret, Faustina adamantly denied his claim as their father, despite his persistent efforts to make amends.

Can Faustina find forgiveness in her heart and allow Alucard to be a part of their children's lives? Or will she also shun him away the way he had done to her and make him suffer?

Jiah thought that by running away from her troubles she could get off scot-free, but the Argi prince was so cruel that he deployed bodyguards to look for her.

All his cruel interrogations made her confess and finally, Jiah made a deal to become his subordinate to take over the kingdom.

I love you more than anything on eating my love

Denali Ozera's life was never easy, and she always got the short end of the stick. From losing her mother at a young age to her father bringing home an abusive stepmother and sister, she only knew what misery. But after meeting Alexander, she thought things were looking up, that is, until the day she finds him and her stepsister together.
Devastated and wanting a way out, Denali is given a task to marry the ruthless and cold-hearted alpha of Crystal Fang to help her pack join hands with his.
Thus begins Denali's life of deceit, hatred, and revenge.
Rosco Torres only ever had one goal in life, and that was to find the girl he fell in love with at the tender age of eighteen. However, when his father threatens to kill her if he doesn't marry the daughter of Emerald Moon, he gives up on that hope and does as he is asked. However, he soon finds that the woman and the wife are one in the same.
But what happens when he opens up to the woman and discovers that she has no interest in love and only wishes to do as she is required?
Will Rosco work to melt her frozen heart, or will he set her free of her burden?

When the screen lit up, my heart stopped beating.
The woman twisting on the bed, breathless and flushed, was Rachel. The innocent girl we grew up with. The adopted sister I had fiercely loved and protected for over a decade.

And the hands claiming her body?
They belonged to my childhood sweetheart, Sebastian. On his finger glinted the very wedding band I had lovingly slipped onto his hand.

"I missed you so much..."
"You drive me crazy, baby..."

His hoarse moans coming through the speaker were agonizingly familiar. Those exact sweet whispers, the ones that used to make my heart flutter, now completely destroyed me.

To the outside world, we were the ultimate power couple. I ran his empire, exhausted myself to build his perfect life, while he bathed in everyone's envy. But who knew my flawless marriage was nothing but a sick, twisted lie?

Tears blurred my vision, but as the video ended, my sorrow morphed into something cold and lethal.

Sebastian thinks he is a master manipulator. He thinks he can have my loyalty while drowning in my sister’s bed.

Well, since he loves acting so much... I think it’s time I gave him a taste of my own performance.

Playtime is over. I am going to tear down his 'perfect husband' facade piece by piece, and I won't stop until I witness his total ruin.

"Come see our wedding invitations!" I excitedly held up the document folder I'd grabbed from ,my fiancé, Lorenzo's study, showing it off to his men in his private safe house on the Upper East Side.

Lorenzo and I had been running ourselves ragged this month preparing for the wedding.

Lorenzo's guys raised their glasses, waiting to see our custom-designed invitations. I eagerly turned the folder upside down—

Marriage certificates, wedding photos, and a property transfer document came tumbling out onto the floor.

Dead silence.

"Oh, these aren't our invitations..." I was still grinning foolishly. "Must be the wrong folder."

"Let me see which lucky lady is about to become a happy bride."

I looked down at the wedding photo. A beautiful brunette woman in an elaborate white gown smiled from the center of the picture, looking so blissful, so content.

When my eyes shifted to the groom beside her, my world collapsed.

It was Lorenzo. He wore a perfect black tuxedo, but he was tenderly embracing a woman I'd never seen before.

Here is an adaptation crafted in the style of a bestselling contemporary Western psychological thriller or domestic drama hook, using fast-paced, high-tension American English:

For three years, I was the envy of Manhattan’s elite—the untouchable heiress with the flawless life.

My husband? The media constantly fawned over him, dubbing him "God’s gift to women" and the absolute epitome of a perfect gentleman.

Then came the video. The damn video that shattered it all.

Kneeling on the floor, wearing a thick leather collar like a pathetic stray, was the man I had loved deeply for years.

At the other end of the leash stood another woman, the stiletto of her red-soled Louboutin pressing ruthlessly into his cheek.

"Tell me, what are you?" she demanded.

"I'm Mistress Elena's dog," he whimpered. "I just want to get away from Sienna... I'm so sick of that suffocating bitch."

Every vow, every promise we ever made, instantly dissolved into a sick, twisted joke.

But instead of breaking down, I just smiled. And I hit save.

If he wanted to act like a dog so badly, I’d be more than happy to oblige. I was going to make sure he choked on that damn leash.

When Travis, Serena's mate, picked her sister over her, she couldn't help but think her fear had come true.

She was denied by her mate.

Choosing the easy way out of the heartbreak, she ran away with no intention of going back. But, it wasn't that easy when her older brother managed to track her down and demanded for her to come home.

And when she does, secrets will pop out and she will find herself in a situation that she never thought would end up in.

"You will be married to the King of Grok on the fourth night, and that's final!"

I fell to my knees, the cold marble digging into my skin. I had studied for years in the flickering candlelight, memorizing every herb and poison to pass the healer's exam. I wanted freedom. I wanted to save my mother from the servant's quarters. I placed second. I thought I had won my life back.

But the King didn't give me a badge of honor. He gave me a death sentence.

"Raven Thorne shall be wed to the King of Grok," he announced, his voice echoing in the silent hall. Princess Ellie, the woman who had tormented me for years, slapped her hands over her mouth to hide her cruel laughter. She was supposed to marry the Beast. Now, I was the lamb being sent to the slaughter in her place.

They say King Liam drinks the blood of his enemies. They say he is more monster than man. And now, I have to walk into his bedroom, wearing the Princess's silk gown, and pray he doesn't tear me apart.

I looked at the King, tears streaming down my face. "I'll do it," I whispered, my voice trembling. "But my mother must be safe."

I sold my body and soul to a monster to save her. But when the carriage door opened and I finally looked into the Beast's golden eyes, I realized the terrifying truth...

He wasn't a stranger. He was the man I met in the woods.

In a world where magic and Dragons are real, where magic is taught at a school's and kingdom's rule over the land. Why are dragons so scarce and why is magic not so widely used if it's available for everyone to learn and use. History is told by the victor and that often leads to a miss telling in the tale, leaving those who read it to miss out of the true story. But when Young Nova discovers her past and goes on quest to discover her true self, she will meet friend's she will come to hold as family and they will discover the truth behind magic. As everything comes to light, and the truth comes to light, their resolve will be tested.

"K-Kai..." I stutter, my voice trembling as he pushes his finger in deeper, making my pu*sy tighten around him instantly. He begins to pump his finger back and forth in a punishing motion that makes my head swim.

“Can that bastard make your cunt fucking wet like this with just a touch?" Kai growls, his face inches from mine. "Will your tiny, hot pu*sy grip his finger to death like this? Or is that just meant for me?"

He suddenly adds another finger and pumps even deeper, the friction causes an overwhelming sensation to bloom in my lower belly. Oh fuck, I'm about to c*m in the arms of a monster!


Lyra Diamond’s eighteenth birthday ended in a nightmare. Instead of shifting into a powerful wolf, she was labeled a wolfless failure, rejected by her fated mate, and framed for theft by her own family. Her punishment? Death.

But Prince Kai, the lethally handsome heir to the Lycan kingdom, has a darker plan. He decides that he wants her after having a taste of her.

Claimed as the Prince’s personal slave, Lyra is dragged to the elite Krypton Academy. Forced to scrub floors for the arrogant Lycan who haunts her dreams, she must survive a den of royal vipers and the family who stole her life.

But as Kai’s touch awakens a forbidden fire between them, Lyra realizes the truth: she isn't a weak human. She is a power the world hasn't seen in a millennium…and she’s done playing the victim.

Warning: This book is rated 18!

The day our company successfully went public.

Gu Yun and I slipped away from the staff to celebrate privately in the office.

Just as he unfastened my camisole, a voice sounded from the phone.

“Do you think Sister Su will still be the Sales Director?”

I froze for a second, then smiled and wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

“The company’s announcement was already released—how could there be such a ridiculous guess?”

Gu Yun’s breathing grew heavier as he kissed my lips.

“I forgot to tell you—the announcement’s been retracted.”

“Xu Na said the Sales Director position is quite challenging, and she wants to give it a try.”

Marriage is meant to be a dream come true, but Isolde Conklin’s marriage is the complete opposite. Sold to a cruel Alpha by her parents, she endures three agonizing years of constant assault.

During one cold night, she’s had enough of the humiliation and constant harassment. So she does something insane—she kills her own husband.

Soaked in his blood, she runs as bullets fly over her head, but she’s eventually saved by Alpha Ryder of the Redblood pack.

But Ryder didn’t save her because he cares. He saved her because he wants to avenge his mother’s death. Now trapped in a pack full of secrets, enemies, and men who would do anything to claim her, Isolde must survive or risk losing everything…..including her life.

For eight years, Cecilia Moore was the perfect Luna, loyal, and unmarked.
Until the day she found her Alpha mate with a younger, purebred she-wolf in his bed.
In a world ruled by bloodlines and mating bonds, Cecilia was always the outsider.
But now, she's done playing by wolf rules.
She smiles as she hands Xavier the quarterly financials-divorce papers clipped neatly beneath the final page.
“You're angry?” he growls.
“Angry enough to commit murder,” she replies, voice cold as frost.
A silent war brews under the roof they once called home.
Xavier thinks he still holds the power-but Cecilia has already begun her quiet rebellion.
With every cold glance and calculated step,
she's preparing to disappear from his world-as the mate he never deserved.
And when he finally understands the strength of the heart he broke...
It may be far too late to win it back.

He wasn’t searching for love.

He wasn’t ready for him.

But some things—like family, and falling—happen when you least expect them.

When Ezra Anderson's sister dies, he inherits three young children and a crumbling rural property he's nowhere near prepared for. Overwhelmed, heartbroken, and freshly dumped, Ezra turns to the one person he shouldn't: Sebastian Brown—the gentle, steady Omega child psychologist he once shared one reckless night with... and never dared to call back.

Sebastian offers a safe harbor. Routine. Warm hands and a softer kind of strength Ezra didn’t know he craved.

What starts as survival—two men building a life for three grieving kids—soon strains under the weight of something deeper. The Omega in Sebastian draws Ezra like gravity, making every glance burn and every touch linger. The lines between family and something more blur until Ezra can no longer pretend.

One night becomes two. Secrets slip into routines. And somewhere between sneaking into beds at night and morning coffee, Ezra faces the one truth he swore he'd never have to:

He might not be as straight, or as strong, as he thought.

As his Alpha instincts pull him closer to Sebastian’s Omega warmth, the world outside keeps pressing in. Desire stops hiding. And when the outside world comes knocking, Ezra is forced to choose:

Keep pretending... or hold on to the only thing that feels like home.

SNEAK PEEK:

“I’m not in love with you. I just… don’t know how to breathe when you’re not there.” - Ezra

“I’m not gay. I’m just yours.” - Ezra

“You keep saying you’re not mine… but you keep choosing me.” - Sebastian

“You’re allowed to love me, you know.” - Sebastian

NB: 18+ (Tissues highly recommended.)

He said, "There's only 'widowed' not 'divorced' in my dictionary".
I hit him on the head, ended up in the emergency room, had a high fever, and nearly died in the blizzard—
Later, I found out that just half an hour before my grandmother went into surgery, he took the only doctor who could save her to rescue his beloved.
At that moment, I finally understood that the man I loved for the past five years was never worth it.

“You Killed my father and brought down his empire, cheated on me with my best friend and humiliated me, now watch as I do the same to you!”

The infamous Mafia Mistress.

After a long time of trying to discover the identity of the mafia mistress everyone in Palermo had gossiped about, Giovanni Moretti, the mafia Don was shocked to find his ex wife standing before him.

And she was spilling threats!

Now Giovanni needed not only to reclaim the new version of Maya he had found but also the hidden heir he discovered he had.

His return is fueled by a single desire: to reclaim Maya and his son, Dante, as his own.

Maya had found solace in the hands of Carlo, a rival Mafia boss who vowed to give her the revenge she so badly wanted. And soon it's not just about revenge but about a struggle to love and to be loved.

Caught between her duty to Carlo and the ghost of her past, Maya must now confront a love triangle that could either solidify her power or tear her world apart. As spies infiltrate, and enemies close in, Maya must decide whether to seek revenge or redemption. Will her burning desire to destroy Giovanni cost her everything she’s fought for, or will it be the key to finally setting herself free?

After treacherous attacks from the Red Dragons, the Golden Dragons were almost eliminated from the face of the Earth, with only a few of them surviving and having to face decades of war against their persistent enemies.
In the middle of the conflict a new hope was found, one more surviving member of the Golden breed, Kemely. Except there was nothing they could do to take her from her current state of unconsciousness.
Under the sun of her new home in Marbella, Kemy’s future was unclear as the only reality she knew were her dreams, and her years of slumber.


On the other side of the world, in the cold Alaska, Henry was very sure about his future.
He is a werewolf, who is supposed to take the Beta’s daughter as his chosen mate and succeed his father as the alpha of the Boreal Keepers Pack, one of the most ruthless packs in the continent. The Boreal Keepers Pack only knows power, how to crush their enemies, greed, and tradition. There is something they and their alpha hate more than weakness; they hate dragons with passion.

Henry changed his ways when he heard a call to his soul, a call from his long-sleeping mate. He didn’t know who she was, or where she was, he only knew that he had to find her. However, he never expected his mate to be Kemely, a dragon.
Will Henry leave his pack and his destiny, to help bring his dragon mate back from her coma or will he follow his father’s orders and wishes and his Pack ways?
What will happen when, challenging the old feud between Dragons and Werewolves, destiny intertwines the ways of the Alpha’s son and his sleeping Dragon mate?

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