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When he found out I’d injured my leg and couldn't scrub in to deliver the billionaire's baby tomorrow, my boyfriend’s first reaction wasn't concern. He gritted his teeth and snapped, "Hannah, you did this on purpose, didn't you? Why today of all days? Are you really throwing away your entire career just to spite me?!"
I didn't argue. I just stared at the medical chart labeled Eleanor Whitlock, my fingers trembling.
In my past life, I took this assignment. I was drugged and locked in a supply closet. A few hours later, the mother and baby were dead—and the security footage showed a nurse with my face poisoning them. I died in a damp prison cell, branded a murderer.
Reborn into this life, I just wanted to escape this fatal trap.
But somehow, the security cameras had once again captured "me" walking into that delivery room.

Marcello is a young Italian boss, who has built his empire on total intolerance and violence. Elsa's father is murdered in the most ruthless way, which gets Don Marcello involved, and his life entangled with this young mafia's daughter.

He kidnapped her, claiming his aim is to protect her from her father's murderers but it certainly does not seem like it because he is possessive and won't let her go!

Elsa is no innocent good girl either, she is more than ready to revenge her father's death and no handsome possessive devil can keep her caged, and make her sip tea while her father's murder enjoys her family's downfall!

Marcello and Elsa's life has to change, in a way that has them reeling with emotion, lust, passion, and dark secrets, and surely nothing will ever be the same again for the both of them.

“I, alpha Ri Dylan, reject you as my mate, Mona Ryan. I have affairs with many women, Mona. Stronger women who are very different from you, I am not a one-mate kind of guy, and believe me when I say this; this rejection will favor you more than it will me because I am not the wolf you would want to be mated with.”

On her 18th birthday, Omega Mona felt the mate pull and was encouraged by her parents to go and meet her mate for the first time. Upon meeting him in the forest, he was devastated to hear that her mate was alpha Ri Dylan of the Lycan pack, the alpha that most wolves feared and hated. She then ran away and didn't say a word to him because of her surprise and disappointment.

“He's no good to reckon with, he's dangerous, he's not trustworthy, and he's the last person in this world you should have any business with.”
Mona has been warned severally about Ri Dylan. What will she do when finding that the goddess has arranged this big, bad, and dreaded alpha who rejected her to be her fated mate?

Evelyn was a local gangster, living her life on her own terms with what she believed to be her perfect boyfriend until he stabbed her in the back.
They had successfully completed a dangerous mission: stealing from the Madison event, hosted by the most feared mafia family in the city. However, during the mission, her boyfriend abandoned her, leaving her to face the consequences alone. She was captured by the infamous Arthur Madison, a ruthless and emotionless mafia lord.
Now, Evelyn must find a way to save her life. What will happen when she discovers that Arthur is obsessed with her without her knowledge? What dark secrets will she uncover about him? Will Evelyn manage to survive, or will Arthur lead her to an early grave? And what could be his true motives for being so fixated on her?

•Honoria•
I embarrassed the star quarterback of Crescent Bay high and I know he wants revenge.
Kayden Lachlan was the golden bad boy. A star athlete, with a killer body and a face girls soaked their underwear for.
One sleepy night while doing my assignment, I’d sent the wrong file in. And everything went to hell for him when those embarrassing photos of his training days hit the school papers.
He confronted me and demanded to know why I did it, but one wrong shove resulted in a kiss that changed things between us forever.
His eyes flash golden, and he vanishes off my radar.
Now Kayden won’t even look at me. That kiss meant something he’s hiding.
And I’m done being kept in the dark.

•Kayden•
I kissed Honoria Greyheart by accident, and the mate bond locked into place.
She’s human, hates my guts and has no idea what that kiss just did to the both of us.
One touch of her lips and she became mine permanently.
She doesn’t know I’m a werewolf. She doesn’t know our laws. And she doesn’t know she’s tied to me for life now.
I should tell her the truth of what she is to me now.
But if I do, she’ll run.
And I’m not sure if i’m quite ready to let her go yet.

While in school, Hillary Futon was dared by her friends to kiss her childhood crush, Nathan Trent. He’s the cutest boy in school and it’s rumored that he is the only heir of the Trents group of companies.
She kept shying away from it because everyone knows how much Nathan hates to be with a woman. But on their graduation day, she decided to just take the challenge and do it just for fun…
She never knew that her life is going to change after that one kiss. She never knew that her presence would melt the cold ice around Nathans heart.
Nathan fell in love with her when he discovered that she was different from other girls, her presence doesn’t irritate him, instead he yearns for her. He just couldn’t let her go.
Nathan Trent is the only son of Simon Trent and heir to the Trents empire. He is so handsome and cold tempered and every girl wishes to be his girlfriend but he can’t be close to any girl because he gets irritated by their presence.
His position as heir was being challenged by the elders of the Trent household because he has never been seen with a woman, so everyone assumed that he was gay and the elders would never let a gay man lead the families businesses.
He never dates and he never commits to a woman, but when he got he kiss from Hillary, he knew he wanted her for himself.

Marco Fernando's humble beginning came with such an innocent guy with his ambition to study in the city. Poverty befalls his family so he finds the rigors of life, and accepts the system wherein he succumbed to the evil ways of mankind, to reach his goals in life.

He used his manipulative character to find easy money and influence Danielle Gustilo. He used Ayah Isabel Gonzales and Danielle Gustilo to finish his college course.
Likewise, he used his best friend Edward, as a refuge wherever, problems occurred. He cannot fathom the love for Ayah Isabel Gonzales and Danielle Gustilo that when an incident occurred to the Gonzales Family while celebrating their marriage, his feeling turned to change and responsibility engulfed his ever-changing character.

He decided to live in Manila with Ayah Isabel Gonzales while discovering the place in which, molded his family and children. Since poverty was always the center of their living condition, he applied abroad as an Overseas Filipino Worker.

A love triangle visited him and life struggles continue to unfold with him and his circle of friends. Luckily, he used his charms and wisely reroute his ambition to become a Billionaire.

Billionaire's life was not easy for Marco Fernando, especially the love of his family that he lived life together with his caprices. Getting bored made a drug booster come into his system to temporarily erase the rigors of being a wealthy person.

He devised a plan to redeem his soul for Danielle Gustilo through the Game FX. He discovered that his friends are not loyal to him and that even revenge was formed.

A happy ending is always the best for a Billionaire and becoming a Spy, but, his siblings from the two women explored his life to change for the betterment of all.

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?

Mia has always kept her feelings for Ethan, her father’s powerful and irresistibly charming best friend, buried deep. But when his gaze finally locks onto hers, the boundaries of temptation and desire shatter.

Swept into a whirlwind affair that could ruin them both, Mia finds herself torn between two worlds: the safe love she shares with her devoted boyfriend, Liam, and the all-consuming passion that only Ethan can ignite. As secrets multiply and lies unravel, Mia’s carefully constructed life teeters on the brink of destruction.

But in a game driven by wealth, obsession, and forbidden desire, every choice has a price. Will Mia surrender to the man who could ruin everything, or will she fight to hold onto the love she’s about to lose?

“Does he satisfy you on bed like I did?” he moves closer, whispers, “Do you guys have wild untamed sex that leaves you breathless and begging for more?"

"Stop," my breath hitched in my throat, "You're my boss - "

"I don't care."

“I’m with Shawn.”

"Don’t mention his name," Kyle let out a deep groan that showed frustration, “you belong to me, Aria.”


Aria Thorne moves to a new city with her boyfriend in an attempt to start afresh and escape her untamed past, she finds out the well talked about insanely hot billionaire boss Kyle Hart is in fact her ex and the wild past that she desperately wants to move on from.

From desperately needing to prove herself and do well at her job, she finds herself entangled once again with him as he awakens dark sinful desires that she had kept dormant that only he could satisfy, even though she has a boyfriend as she's not allowed to have an affair with her boss, this sets her in a state of torture. But just when she decides to quit her job to be with him, everything comes crashing down when she discovers he has a dark past that she couldn't just ignore.

Aria's heart is shattered and her boyfriend whom she owes her life to is unwilling to let her go, and holding a blackmail over her head. She has no one to run to except Kyle, and with so much feral secrets and untamed desires hovering over them, she has to make a decision that would either break her, further sending her back to what she desperately tried to escape from or heal her trauma and broken relationship with Kyle.

Last night I stumbled through my mind,
And contemplated human kind.
Down the halls and up the stairs.
On I wondered , unawares,
But something did avert my gaze.
A door shone through the misty haze,
As plan as day , a rainbow hue,
Was it there a week? A year , or two?
Had I seen this door before ?
Yes, Wait no. I can't be sure.
Dare I take a look inside
I did suspect .i must confide.
I stole myself and look peek,
At first , a shock .My knees felt week.
But then I looked around some more
And found a home I had ignored.
I must have known somewhere inside.
One day I might not want to hide .
All these things that I forgot.
All I said that I was not
I kept them here , all safe and sound,
Stockpiled high and tightly bound.
I got to work and aired it out.
Cleared the cobwebs spun with doubt.
How good it felt to bring light ,
Yhat which I thought I had to fight,
There's much to see that, to be sure .
No one has ever seen before .
How nice it is to see it here,
The proof , it seems , that Iam queer.

I swore to hunt monsters until I became the fated mate of the most terrifying beast of all.

I was a detective investigating missing persons, but I fell through a portal into a brutal werewolf realm. Alpha Jaxon claimed me with one look, only to publicly reject me seconds later. He built walls of ice to keep me away, but the mate bond between us burned like wildfire.

At night, he is cursed to become a mindless, bloodthirsty beast. He hunted me through the gardens, his massive claws tearing into my flesh, leaving me bleeding in the dirt. I should hate him. He is the exact nightmare that killed my mother.

But when I woke up, this ruthless, arrogant Alpha was on his knees, sobbing and covered in my blood, begging me to live. When his lips crashed into mine, I realized the terrifying truth. I was in love with a monster. Will I survive his curse, or will his beast devour me entirely?

Elena died on the operating table, betrayed by her husband, her unborn child already gone.
But death? Just her intermission.
She woke up in a whole new world—a beastmen's world, where females are rarer than diamonds and the strongest males go mad without a woman's mark to calm them down.
And her?
Labelled the weakest female alive. An F-rank body with a joke of a status.
But hidden inside? Unlimited mental power.
Just as she's figuring out this mess, a system pops up with one hell of an offer:
Complete the missions. Bond with assigned males. Save this world.
Do all that, and you get a one-way ticket back home… for revenge.
Sounds simple? Think again.
A Wolf General, colder than a blizzard, who should have ended her—ended up letting her mark him.
A Fox Prince, all charming smiles and secret schemes, who started playing games only to lose his own heart.
A golden Dragon, sunshine-bright and fiercely possessive, who declares her his destined treasure.
A shadowy Serpent, too patient and too dangerous, watching her every move from the dark.
A Phoenix King, whose love burns so hot he'd reduce empires to cinders for her.
They all need her mark. They all want her.
And sharing? Not in their vocabulary.
Too bad for them—
She's not here for love stories.
She's here to survive.
To climb.
To turn their legendary power into her own stepping stones.
And one day…
To go back and make her betrayers wish they were never born.

They bred me to be sold--a doll, a bargain, a tool with a crown.
When they gave me to Alric, the werewolf Alpha every soldier fears, I expected chains.
Instead, he saw me. Chose me. Made me feel, for the first time in twenty years, like I was worth something more than my price.
Then my father showed me what he truly is--eyes burning red, hands that can stop a heart between one breath and the next.
Savage. Inhuman. Utterly beyond anything I was ever prepared for.
He saved me. I don't doubt that.
But he is a wolf. I am human.
No amount of tenderness changes what lives underneath his skin--or the fact that the moon goddess never made us for each other.
He reaches for me like I'm something worth keeping.
I'm just not sure I'm brave enough to believe it.
Because what do you do when the only person who ever made you feel alive is the one person you were never meant to love?

The craziest thing I've ever done? Agreeing to Mason's idea—sex in the middle of nowhere.
But then his first love called, and he left me stranded out there. Alone. In the dead of night.

Marrying her best friend was a dream come true for Kelly, but everything truly has a limitation.
Pierce is Kelly’s first love, but as his best friend, she knew well there was always another woman deep in his heart.
Lexi Gilbert. The woman Pierce could never forget even if he had already been arranged to marry Kelly.


Kelly finally realized their happy marriage of the last three years was just a beautiful dream when Pierce asked for a divorce just because Lexi returned.
She could only be his best friend even if she was carrying his baby.


Since their friendship had become a cage, Kelly chose to set him free, as well as the miserable herself.
But why then, it was Pierce who became the one who refused to move on?
To make matters worse, her devil stepbrother also domineeringly stepped in at the same time, asking her to be his.


Her Prince Charming vs. Her Devil Stepbrother?
How could Kelly save her heart in this battle of love and hate?

“You are so wet for me, my little girl.”
“Yes daddy…ah…,” I whimpered, my toe curling...
“Look at me,” he commanded, his thumb lifting my chin with practiced ease. “I need you to see the way I undo you, see how I will make you shatter for the first time.”
I was about to close my eyes in pleasure as he rode me to cloud nine when I saw Cole through the glass door.
He seemed to have been standing there for a while from the look on his face and what made my heart fled to my mouth was that he was looking straight at us as Roman fucked me raw, his expression unreadable.
“Fuck! Cole is here.”
24 hours ago, I had a job, a boyfriend, and a promise to myself to stay pure until marriage.
But when I refused to perform oral sex on my boss, I lost everything—my career, my dignity, all of it.
Broken and desperate, I ran to my boyfriend Cole, only to find him in a groom’s tuxedo, marrying another woman.
He called me a nobody. He laughed in my face, mocking me for being old-fashioned and clinging to my virginity.
If he could betray me like this, why shouldn’t I sleep with his uncle Roman?
I thought it would just be a reckless, vengeful one-night stand.
Then Roman handed me a contract.
He said my scent was the only cure for his insomnia.
The deal would get my job back, pay for my brother’s medical bills, and let me finally support myself.
Do I refuse… or sign?

"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?

Wale never expected the world he built to crumble. One drunken night with his staff, Maya, led to a scandal that forced him into a marriage he never wanted. Behind closed doors, he promised his true love, Kate, “I’ll get rid of her in a year.”
For a year, Maya tried to win Wale’s love, enduring his coldness and distance, but he remained emotionally locked away. Just as he was about to hand her divorce papers, she revealed a shocking secret—she was pregnant. Wale, torn but still set on leaving her, abandoned Maya on the day she went into labor to be with Kate. In a cruel twist, a devastating accident claimed their baby’s life.
Devastated and broken, Maya confronts Wale with a chilling finality, “Congratulations, Mr. Wale. My baby’s gone. I want a divorce. You’ve taken the last reason I had to stay.”
For the first time, Wale feels something he’s never experienced—fear. Fear of losing the woman he dismissed for so long. But now, as Maya walks away, he’s faced with the hardest question of all; is it too late to win back the woman he pushed away? And even if he tries, can Maya ever forgive him for the pain he’s caused?

I thought I was a powerless human in a school full of witches, heirs, and monsters.
Until a black magician tried to kill me.
Until my blood awakened.
Until the boy with phoenix fire knelt bleeding in my arms—and I brought him back from death.
Now everyone wants my secret.
And someone wants me dead.

When the zombie apocalypse hit, my elder brother shoved me into a horde of the undead. Now, I've been reborn exactly five days before the end of the world, and he's trying to scam me out of my winning lottery ticket with a beat-up old ring. What he doesn't know is that this ring is a genuine pocket dimension artifact. He thinks he's pulling the ultimate con, completely unaware that I'm going to use this very relic to forge my own post-apocalyptic empire. This time, I'm going to make them pay back every last thing they owe me.

After being reborn, the first thing my sister and I did was swap our grooms.
In our past life, my gentle sister Elara married Felix Hawthorne, the mafia godfather of Marconi City. Surrounded by a domineering sister-in-law and a scheming, manipulative other woman, she was slowly driven into a corner and died of a broken heart.
Meanwhile, I married the polite, illegitimate son of the Graves family. He was a perfect gentleman, but he just didn't love me. Our marriage lasted three years, and we were separated for two and a half of them.
Then one day, Elara and I woke up at the exact same moment—we had been reborn, back to the very morning we were supposed to sign our marriage agreements...

Six hundred years into our marriage, I found out my husband had a son.

I had ended my border patrol three days early, wanting to surprise Valerius.

Not far away, Valerius was channeling his exclusive magic, teaching a boy how to weave the darkness.

"Dad! I did it!" The boy looked up. His bright eyes were a near-perfect reflection of Valerius's.

My mind instantly went blank.

Dad?

A woman walked over.

She draped a small cloak over the boy's shoulders, her hand brushing against Valerius's chest with practiced familiarity. "Valeri, the wind is picking up. He'll catch a cold now that he's sweating."

Valerius naturally wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "My fault."

The image of them huddled together like a picture-perfect family was an ice-tipped needle driven straight into my eyes.

The sharp sting made my breath hitch in my throat.

The man who had sworn before the Senate to love me for all eternity—the man bound to me by a Soul Blood Pact—had already betrayed me!

A sudden, agonizing cramp seized my lower abdomen.

It was an old wound from six centuries ago.

When the Sunfire Curse nearly reduced Valerius to ashes, I had offered my high-born pure blood and my womb as a sacrifice to forcibly block the hex for him.

The price was permanent infertility, along with an excruciating backlash of pain I had to endure every single month.

Back then, Valerius had held me, his eyes red and tear-filled. "I don't want any children! I would rather lose my seat in the Senate than ever betray you!"

Yet the scene before me crushed those words into fine dust.

I stumbled backward, my chest feeling as though it had been ripped open by bare hands.

I was terrified I'd lose control and rush over to scream at him.

Worse yet, in the face of this cozy, happy family of three, I was afraid I'd look like a pathetic, unwanted outsider.

Suffocation gripped my throat. I turned and fled.

My adopted sister, Cordelia, conspired with her biological mother to harvest my organs alive, yet she had the audacity to claim I paid thugs to rape her.
My biological parents didn't bother to ask for the truth. They cursed me, calling me a vicious bastard, and threatened to break my legs.
My fiancé, Caspian, coldly announced the cancellation of our engagement, declaring he would marry the very murderer who killed me.
I had been dead for exactly three days. No one cared. My body was rotting back in a moldy storage room.
Through it all, my soul was trapped in the manor, forced to witness this absurd farce.
But what they didn't expect was that when they finally learned of my death—
Everyone went completely insane.

I spent seven years being Preston Maddox's personal errand girl.

Did his homework, took his father's belt for him, cut off every friend I had because he said he didn't like me talking to other guys.

I told myself that if I was good enough, patient enough, he'd eventually see me.

Then came the school's centennial gala. In front of everyone, he locked me, a girl with severe aquaphobia, inside a water tank filled to the brim with ice-cold water, so Vanessa Sinclair could have a pretty backdrop for her ballet number.

The audience roared. He watched Vanessa take her bow with this soft, adoring smile on his face. The only time he glanced at me was when he noticed I'd made a mess, and all he did was wrinkle his nose.

The water rose over my head, and something in me finally understood.

To Preston Maddox, I wasn't even worth as much as a dog.

If a dog was drowning, its owner would at least care.

Me? I just disgusted him.

To end two years of a long-distance marriage with my husband, Sutton Brennan, I quit my job and moved halfway across the state to join his top-tier medical center.
But from the moment I clocked in on day one, a nightmare awaited me.
IV pain pumps violently popped open in my hands, medication cabinets rejected my fingerprints, coffee machines sprayed me with boiling water, microwaves exploded in public, and the employee lockers locked me out entirely.
My colleagues laughed at me, calling me a walking disaster. The head nurse publicly berated me for being incompetent. And my husband, the man I trusted most, simply smiled his gentle smile and said, "You're just tense. Give it a few more days."
In my past life, I believed him. I gritted my teeth and held on until the bitter end—and ultimately died inside this very hospital.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on my first day of work.

The moment I gave up wasn't when I found out my husband was cheating. It was when I heard my ten-year-old daughter laugh into the phone and say, "Mom's so clueless. She has no idea about Dad and Summer."

Ten years ago, I was a top biomedical researcher, making six figures. I gave it all up for his promotion and our newborn daughter. Ten years later, the perfect marriage I traded my career and youth for turned out to be nothing but an elaborate lie.

He called me his safe haven, then got in our bed with his mistress and discussed how to keep me in the dark.

This time, I'm not going to cry or make a scene. I'm going to quietly gather my evidence and call the lab director I've turned down seven times.

On the way to the hospital to deliver my baby, rain was coming down in sheets.
Suddenly, my husband slammed on the brakes. He'd spotted his ex-girlfriend standing in the downpour with her child.
"She's struggling as a single mom. I'm just going to help her carry those groceries upstairs. Ten minutes, tops."
Clutching my belly through the contractions, I begged him, "But I'm about to give birth. I'm in so much pain."
He just locked the car doors with a click, his voice sharp with annoyance.
"Sarah, can you try to be a little more empathetic? She's soaking wet."
In those ten minutes, my water broke. Desperate to survive, blood on my hands, I crawled out through the back hatch.
While I was fighting for my life in the ER—
His ex posted a snapshot.
In the video, my husband was gently toweling off her hair. The caption read:
[So glad you're here.]

In the seventh year of being a stay-at-home husband, I discovered the son I cherished as the most precious treasure in my life was actually the illegitimate child of my wife and her male best friend.
To conceal the scandal of her infidelity, my CEO wife, worth millions, joined forces with her male best friend in a grand deception. They single-handedly destroyed my artistic career, transforming me into a free nanny raising their illegitimate child.
Upon learning the truth, I didn't lose my composure.
I calmly presented the divorce papers and the paternity test report proving no biological relation, then turned and walked away without looking back.
Later, that ever-lofty wife, the one who had once publicly doused me with ice water for her male best friend, was utterly consumed by regret and fury.
She kicked the scoundrel to the curb. In front of a crowd, she pressed a switchblade to her own throat, casting aside all dignity to kneel on the ground, crying and begging me to look at her just once more.
I didn't even blink. My voice was as cold as ice. "If you want to die, do it outside. Don't ruin my mood for coffee."

I shouldn’t get wet at the thought of my step father, but I do.

It all started the day we had a business meeting. I work as an intern at his company and I couldn't help but imagine his long slender fingers f*cking me.

My name is Emma and no, I am not a pretty model queen. I am what you call a geek, a nerd and a wallflower.

But this wallflower wants to get bent over on his table and will do anything to be his slut. Even if it means getting my mother out of the way.

Leaning back, he studied me. "Do you know what I think? You should have a quick, dirty revenge sex, then."
"I should?" My voice turned breathless after his slow perusal, eagerly anticipating his plea for me to forget everything.
"And I think I should be the one you do it with."
My cheeks heated, and he was already seemed aroused, envisioning pressing his lips against my skin. "Wh-Why with you?" I stammered.
He tilted his head, catching a hint of my scent. "Because I can guarantee I'll make it good for you. Because we both need to get out of our heads tonight."
"Well," I said, eyeing his forearms. This man had captured my attention like few did. After today's ordeal, the temptation to lose myself in his body was irresistible. "I'm saying, yes, let's have a quick, dirty revenge sex."


Zephyra thought she had it all: a loving boyfriend, a promising career, and a bright future.
But when Jovan dumps her over her reluctance to sleep with him, she seeks comfort in the arms of a mysterious stranger. Little does she know that the stranger is Lirael, the billionaire client she's trying to impress.
Her life turns upside down when she reconciles with Jovan and faces Lirael in a professional setting.
Caught in a web of lies, lust, and betrayal, Zephyra must choose between her heart and her future.
Will she find true love with Lirael, the man who ignited her passion and broke her trust? Or will she settle for a safe and comfortable life with Jovan, the man who cheated on her and took her for granted?

I never wanted to be his.
Damian Wolfe is cold, ruthless, and dangerous in ways I should fear. But when my father sold me to him to settle his debts, I had no choice but to walk into his world. I expected cruelty. I expected indifference.
I didn’t expect the way he fucks me—like he owns me, like he’s claiming every breath, every moan, every desperate gasp.
His touch is fire, his kiss is a brand, and when he whispers my name in the dark, I forget I ever wanted to fight him. I should hate him. I should run. But when he’s inside me, when his hands are gripping my hips, when his lips are murmuring wicked things against my skin, I fucking crave him.
I swore I wouldn’t fall. But every night, he makes me his. Whenever he touches me, he reminds me that I belong to him.
And just when I think I understand the man behind the monster… I learn the truth.
Damian Wolfe didn’t just take me.
He’s always wanted me.
And now that I’m his… he’s never letting me go.

You can try to escape, but for as long as I live, you will never be rid of me,” the voice insisted, growing even closer.
My heart raced anxiously as I started to run in the dark, I had no plan exactly, other than escape from him before he could get to me.
As I ran, I tripped over something and fell to the ground with the candlestick rolling away from me.
“I told you before Mona, you can never escape me,” the voice said from behind me.
I turned on my heels, staggering away, when I ran into something firm like a wall.
With my heart beating even faster, I looked up to find golden eyes glowing at me in the darkness.
“You belong to me,” he said, as his hand went behind my back and lowering his head to mine like he was going to kiss me.


Mona’s life has been a nightmare—her mother dead, her home lost, and a landlord’s vile threats still echoing in her ears. When a mysterious man claiming to be her father whisks her away to a world of wolves and secrets, Mona’s life takes a startling turn. She learns she’s the heir to the powerful Red Moon Pack and must choose a mate between two alluring but dangerous rivals.Aster and Luka.
But destiny has other plans. A haunting prophecy, a dark betrayal, and a mysterious enemy collide, throws Mona into the arms of Shaun Blackwood—a mesmerizing stranger who claims her as his destined mate. Can Mona rewrite her fate and claim her place in a world bound by blood and prophecy?

"Fill me up," Chole urged.
Immediately, he let out a loud moan and exploded his hot cum deep within her.
Liam withdrew his throbbing cock from her tight, soaked depths. He stroked himself a few times, watching in satisfaction as Chloe shuddered through the aftershocks of her intense orgasm. "You take my cock so well, baby girl." "I love feeling girls cum apart on my cock."
...
Chloe never thought she’d be fake-engaged to Liam Astor, the arrogant billionaire who once cost her job only with a single smirk.
But when life shoved her against a wall and her mother’s hospital bills left her gasping for air, she said yes to his money and rules. The rules are simple: pretend to be madly in love, wear his ring and never let him get too close.
But...Liam touches her like he owns her and he looks at her like he’s already undressed her. When he kisses her in front of the cameras, she forget they’re acting…
Chloe swore she wouldn’t fall, but in Liam's arms, her lies melt and suddenly, the contract means nothing, because the man she agreed to fake-love… might be the one she can’t live without.

"Please—I can't—not like this—"
The Abyss was chaos. A masked stranger pressed against me from behind. The lace corset and thong weren't protection—they were an invitation.
His hand slid under my skirt, palm scorching against bare skin. The music was so loud no one could hear me.
Everything spiraled too fast.
The crowd shoved forward. I stumbled back—
Something thick and burning pushed inside me.
I went rigid.
My first time. In the middle of a crowd. With a man I couldn't see.
The mask covered his face. I didn't know his name. Didn't know what he looked like.
I didn't know if this was the worst mistake I'd ever made.
But I couldn't make myself pull away.

"The game hasn't even begun. Your husband would feel your pain in hell by the time we're done playing."
Hands deep in my pocket, I stroll toward Liliana with the deliberate pace of a predator.
"Last chance," I warn, "Where is your husband Kyle?"
She gives a lopsided grin. Suddenly, she spits into my eyes. Momentarily, I am blinded by her actions.
It all happens so fast. Just as I open my eyes, a fierce cry leaves her lips. She rears her head back and slams it forward with her forehead crashing into mine. The impact jars my skull.
Bone crunches and pain explodes around my head. Her headbutt is vicious. I can tell it was aimed at breaking my nose.
"Fuck!" I grind out, shaking my head to clear my vision and ease the pain. My fingers fly to my nose to check for crimson flowing.
Nothing.
I glare at her, inches away from wrapping my fingers around her thin neck and wringing it till it snaps.
"You're… quite… fierce." I manage in a strained voice.
She struggles with a firm kick on my shin. My hold tightens so hard that she winces. "Don't bother," I advise. "You're never getting out of here."


Liliana Hoxha's fairytale life shatters when her sister is killed and her husband is kidnapped and brutally murdered. What she doesn't expect next is to be abducted by Damian Kastorov, a ruthless Mafia Don driven by rage and revenge, who believes Liliana's husband is connected to his girlfriend's death...
As Liliana's held captive in Damian's mansion, hatred ignites into passion, and Liliana soon uncovers a shocking truth: her sister's tragic fate is tied to Damian's past and her husband's dark secrets.
Trapped, Liliana must choose between escaping the monster she's fallen for or succumbing to his dangerous allure. Will their forbidden love be their salvation, or will it destroy everything?

Nina's darkest fantasies are written across the pages of her hidden diary, a collection of desires most wouldn't dare to speak aloud. But one stands above all the others— her fetish with being impregnated. She dreams of the moment a real man will claim her fully, pushing deep inside her and flooding her womb with his seed. The thought of her body swelling with life, her belly growing rounder with every passing day, drives her to the edge. It's not just one fantasy; she had many scribbled down— her ultimate cravings, ones she's desperate to make a reality.

WARNING: This Book Contains Explicit scenes And Adult Languages

Do you like reading steamy, naughty, dirty, and filthy romances?? If your answer is yes, get ready for the ultimate erotic excitement that will get your blood pumping and your ovaries twitching. This novel is a collection of short erotic stories. It contains all manner of sexual explicit.

*You are my mate. Like it or not, I will fuck you *
Warning 18+ ⚠️MATURE READERS ONLY⚠

I crossed my arms in front of my chest, embarrassed and vulnerable at my nudity, and whimpered, "But..."

He cut me off, his voice harsh, "Let me be clear. I don't want you now, and I will not want you in the future. Do you understand?"

My wolf whimpered in my head, her tail tucked between her legs. I was speechless, powerless to speak, as a massive lump formed in my throat. Tears came to my eyes and streamed silently down my cheeks.

Nothing had changed.

He didn't want me.

I'm just a slave.

"Seeing that you are horny and impatient makes me even more eager," he said, his voice traveling over my bare skin like a wavering wind. He came to me slowly and bowed his head next to mine. His breath was leaving a warm mark on my skin as his lips were approaching my ear. "Be patient," she whispered, "I want to feel every second of it."
He reached for my hand and made me grasp its hardness with my fingers. My whole body shook with the warmth I felt. His eyes sank into my eyes as if he were looking into the depths of my soul.

Isabella, a talented painter, and Leonardo, the owner of the city's most renowned restaurant. Though they have never touched, Isabella's secret longing and attraction to Leonardo come alive in her paintings. In her red room, filled with artworks reflecting the heat of love and passion, Isabella watches Leonardo's every move, and the energy felt between them grows more intense.
However, one night, the paths of Isabella and Leonardo intersect, and they come together with an irresistible attraction. A passionate dance ensues, with each moment filled with breathtaking desire. Both of them are detached from their own worlds, focusing solely on each other, and they become consumed by the flames of genuine lust.

He moved his index finger along the rim of his glass, I every so often would catch his bright green- gray eyes look in my direction.
I looked down at my hands which were cupped together in my lap.
Stop it Luna
"I'll help you clear the plates." His mother said to his father, after we ate
Luna Trickson is a beautiful, single, twenty-six year old woman who works for a big named company in New York City. All was great in her life, until she got partnered with a tall, well dressed, exceedingly handsome, arrogant, flirtatious playboy named Westley Johnson.
As they deal with their own personal problems inside the office and outside, will they begin to see eye to eye, will the way they feel towards each other ever change and will Luna end up falling for Westley?

My fiancée, with whom I've been in a relationship for three years, has threatened to break off our engagement for the hundredth time, forcing me to donate a kidney to her adopted brother, who's faking illness and acting like a hypocrite.

My biological parents even threatened to sever ties with me: "You have a healthy body. Ian has nothing but us. You can't even bear to part with a kidney. You're so selfish and cold-blooded!"

They don't know that my hands, which I used to play the piano, had already been crushed by gangsters while cleaning up their mess; they also don't know that at this moment, I have a critical illness notice for late-stage bone cancer in my pocket.

Seeing the undisguised disgust and indifference in my fiancée's eyes, I swallowed the taste of blood in my throat and calmly signed the consent form for the live organ removal.

"Okay, I'll donate. I'll give you back my life along with it."

Later, I died like a dog on the rusty operating table of a shady clinic, my bones and marrow completely drained.

But when I was truly reduced to dust and left without even a complete corpse... the truth about my vicious foster brother faking illness was exposed.

The aloof and arrogant female CEO who once treated me like trash went completely mad overnight.

She knelt desperately before my nameless grave, plunged a sharp knife into her abdomen, and collapsed in a pool of blood, pleading for me to see her one more time.

Audrey's seventeen years in the Grey Blood pack were like a caged animal. She lived each day dreading the next unexpected thing the Alpha could punish her for.
Audrey tried hard to understand the mysterious dream she'd been having, but nothing made sense to her, she was lost.
She wished to be freed from the Grey Blood pack, but she lost all hope of survival when she found herself locked and chained in the cold dark dungeon. She hated him, she cursed him as her blood drained from her. She was happy to die and go away from that monster-alpha. Audrey awoke in a magical world where she learned everything about herself, she cultivated herself to become the strongest wolf and witch alive. One item though, led her back to the last place she wanted to be.
Alpha Aloha Lake ruled the Grey Blood pack, the largest and strongest pack in the States. He was known to be brutal, even the mafia feared him. Nothing or anyone bothered him, except one; the damned bitch Audrey. He hated her, and he would make her pay for her mother's sins. But he could not kill her...yet.
Alpha Lake emotionlessly stared at Audrey's bleeding body that lay on the cold dungeon floor, he ordered his beta to dispose of her without a second thought.
One year later the enemies met again. Will hatred be the only emotion they share? Could they resist the fatal attraction they felt for each other?

To save her family’s honor and to keep them from facing prison, Alice is forced by her aunt to replace Selena, who fled on her wedding day to the powerful Evander family.

Alice becomes bound by a contract marriage to Evander, a man who despises her and remains obsessed with the fiancée who vanished. He treats Alice cruelly, seeing her as nothing more than a substitute to fill an unbearable void.

But when Evan begins to uncover Alice’s past, his attitude slowly changes. Sincerity replaces cruelty, and buried memories resurface. Could Evander’s frozen heart finally begin to soften?