1338 Book(s) Related to on beauty by zadie smith summary

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?

"This wouldn't be easy I assure you, princess, there would be a price to pay, a fucking expensive one."
Cassandra had no way out.
To escape her cousin's perverse possessiveness and get away from the uncle's family who treated her like a servant, she was forced to make a desperate decision: marry a stranger—a billionaire named Blake Mcknight.
However, the moment she saw his photo, Cassandra was completely shocked: the man who was about to become her husband was none other than the cold stranger whose expensive phone she had accidentally damaged just the day before!
In Blake's eyes, Cassandra was nothing more than a gold-digging woman willing to do anything for money, even manipulating his grandfather.
Yet, as they spent time together, Cassandra unexpectedly glimpsed the cracks hidden beneath Blake's icy exterior. When the shadows of the past threaten to drag her back into hell, will the man who once vowed to make her pay become her true savior, or will he push her into another abyss of despair?

I’m Sofia Bianchi, traded into marriage to pay off my family’s debt. My new husband, Marco De Santis, is a widowed underboss with a lethal reputation, a locked black door he won’t talk about, and a little girl who decides I’m her new favorite person over waffles.
On our wedding night, I lay down rules—no sex, no kids, I finish my degree, I keep my career—and he agrees. All of it.
He doesn’t try to break me. He gives me space, security, and just enough power to be dangerous.
I went into this marriage ready to fight him.
Now, I’m terrified I’ll lose my heart to the one man I was never supposed to love.

Diana D’Angelo was born into power, privilege, and a legacy of bloodshed. But when her family is massacred in a brutal coup led by Enzo Moretti, the man she once loved, her world shatters. Taken prisoner in his domain, she learns the horrifying truth: her father’s sins have come back to haunt her, and Enzo is no longer the man she remembers, he is the ruthless new Don.
Betrayal runs deep, and as Diana fights for survival, she uncovers deadly secrets, twisted alliances, and a shocking conspiracy that threatens to destroy everything. But escape is nearly impossible when the man who wants her dead is the same one who can’t let her go.
Love and hate collide in a game of power, revenge, and deception. Will Diana survive the war Enzo has begun?

To pay for the sins committed by Luisa Duarte against his family, Edmund Stark approaches her sister, Isabella, with a hidden agenda. He traps her into a forced marriage contract, but things don’t quite go as he planned.
Will they be able to fix their differences and enjoy their marriage or would they end up getting a divorce?
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“I told you before, you’re mine! You’ll marry me and bear my children and you’ll be my property until the day one of us dies!” He growled, running out of patience.
“Am I to be your possession, your prisoner?” She glared at him with all her might.
“Call it as you wish! You have nowhere to escape to!” He declared before pulling her into his lap, holding her tightly in his arms.
He crashed his lips against hers, forcing his tongue in her mouth. Against her will, her body loosened in response, she lost the ability to breathe. She could not hear, she could not see, she could not feel anything else, except Edmund taking her mouth like a drowning man in need of oxygen.
‘Isabella is fucking mine! My woman! Nothing is going to change that!’

Stephanie Fuentebella, a kind and obedient child, grew up devoted to the Church of Holy Cross in Madrid, Spain. After her father, Roland Fuentebella, a brave SWAT officer, passed away when she was ten, Stephanie and her mother, Attorney Maricar Montenegro Fuentebella, lived alone in their large house.

Life seemed normal until her mother remarried Ramil Saavedra, a man ten years her junior. However, Stephanie's world was turned upside down when she discovered her mother's new husband had a hidden past with her.

Ramil had first met Stephanie when she was ten and he was twenty-five. Now, with her mother often away on work, Ramil and eighteen-year-old Stephanie began a secret, illicit affair. They would often sneak around, sometimes even in their own home.

But their deceitful relationship was precarious, and the risk of discovery loomed large. What would happen if Attorney Fuentebella caught them in the act? The consequences of their actions would be severe, and the very foundations of their lives would be shaken.

Annie always believed that finding her mate would bring her happiness. But fate had other plans. The night she was supposed to be claimed by her destined mate, he rejected her—for her own sister. The betrayal shattered her, leaving her wolf weakened and her spirit broken. With no strength left to fight, Annie was cast aside, forced to leave behind everything she once knew.

Alone and struggling without her wolf, Annie has no choice but to seek help from a neighboring pack—one that has always been at odds with her own. There, she meets Riley, the powerful and enigmatic Alpha, who takes an unexpected interest in her. From the moment he lays eyes on Annie, he feels an undeniable pull toward her, a connection so strong it shakes him to his core.

But Annie has lost all faith in mates and love. Every kind word, every lingering touch, and every stolen glance from Riley makes her heart ache with memories of the past. She refuses to be seen as a tool or a prize ever again.

Riley, however, sees beyond her pain. He doesn’t just want her because of the bond—they haven’t even confirmed it yet. He wants her for who she is, for the fire she tries so hard to hide. He wants to show her that not all mates bring pain, that love doesn’t have to be a weakness.

"I'll make that arrogant mouth of yours suck my cock and teach you to politely say 'please' before begging me to fuck you."
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I used to be the princess of a mafia boss. My father was killed in an attack, and my uncle seized power. My mother and I were left in a dire situation. Six months later, my mother remarried the most powerful mafia boss on the East Coast. I never imagined I would have a stepbrother. When my mother told me he was charming, smart, and strong, I scoffed, because I despised all men—they were childish, rude, and boring. But the moment I saw my stepbrother, I regretted my thoughts.

Barely a month after the murder of her father, Eliana does not expect her mother to get married to another man, especially with the murder still unsolved. She meets the brother to her soon to be step-father, Nicholas King and everything in her life changes. He is a forbidden fruit, one she should stay away from, but like a magnet he keeps pulling her in. Will she overcome or will she be sucked in to a different life full of secrets, lies and everything she has never dreamt of?

“I want to know what you have on under that skirt?”
“Nothing, master,”
“What would you like the master to do with you tonight?” He touched her chin.
“Whatever the master wants,” she answers and then looks back to the floor.
“Are you really up for anything?” He asked her.
“Yes, Master. I want to please you,”


Ozzy is an Alpha wolf without a mate. After his long relationship ends with his girlfriend leaving him for another Alpha wolf, he visits a friend for some downtime. Ozzy's friend, Conrad, recently opened up the city's hottest club with exciting VIP pleasure rooms. Ozzy thinks this will be the perfect place to get over his ex, Gia. Little does Ozzy know that he will find his one true mate in the midst of the pleasure palace. Vivian is working for Conrad as a bartender and waitress. She has no interest in men, especially wolves, but something about Ozzy intrigues her.

Amelie thought she had lost everything when her husband died, until she witnessed something that could cost her daughter’s life. After seeing the cold-blooded CEO Aaron Vargas commit a brutal murder, she is forced into a hollow marriage to buy his silence—and her safety.

Trapped in a CEO with a dark secret Amelie begins to see the cracks in Aaron’s icy mask. But as forbidden sparks fly, a devastating truth emerges: the man she is learning to love is the same man linked to the tragedy that destroyed her first marriage. In a world of shadows and twins, Amelie must decide if love can truly grow from the seeds of betrayal.

One month after bloodshed ripped their family apart, Lily has finally earned her place as Shadow, Knox wears the President patch he never expected to inherit, Darius has reclaimed his position as VP, and the dangerously unpredictable Jinx now stands as Sergeant-at-Arms. They're grieving. They're rebuilding. And they're ready to make everyone responsible for their losses pay.

Then the Iron Serpents come knocking.

Their members swear they were deceived, their President has vanished, and they're willing to surrender everything they know in exchange for the Reapers' help finding him... including information capable of exposing the trafficking empire Rourke left behind.

Warehouses. Routes. Corrupt officials. Buyers.

And one purchase that turns the Reapers' hunt into something devastatingly personal.

Lily.

Someone paid an obscene amount of money for her.

Across the ocean, Brazilian crime king... Thiago Carvalho, O Rei, learns that the woman he purchased was never delivered. He chose Lily because he saw something in her photographs other buyers feared.

Strength.

Defiance.

A woman who refused to break.

Now he wants what he paid for... But Lily isn't merchandise.

She's a Reaper.

She's Shadow.

And the three men who love her are prepared to burn Thiago's entire empire to the ground before they let anyone put their hands on her again.

This time, the hunted are hunting back.

Arielle thought she had it all, until she overheard her fiance and mother confessing on how they set her house on fire with her inside just so her sister could win an award, worse, they forcefully take her blood and give it to Lisa as well, leaving her charred and writhing in pain but at the verge of death, a shadowy figure grants her one wish; revenge.

Now she returns with her face, spiteful and ready to ruin everyone who ever hurt her and her sweet billionaire would make sure it happens, but at what cost?

"What if I decide to give you all the money? Be my fuck mate for one month. I'll pay for your mother's surgery and sponsor your education."
When life pushed Isabella Parker to the edge, she had only one choice, to sell the only thing she had left: herself. Her mother was dying, the bills were piling up, and the world had turned its back on her. That was when Kade Gilbert, the arrogant, cold-hearted bad boy, made her an offer she couldn't refuse.
But Isabella didn't know that Kade wasn't a guy who honored boundaries. He didn't just want her for a month, he wanted to own her. To mark her. To make her forget who she was before he came into the picture.
"You're mine to touch, no one else's," he growled, his voice dark and commanding, igniting a fire she'd never felt before.
What began as a desperate deal soon turned into a dangerous obsession. Will Isabella lose her heart to a monster who only takes, or will she find the strength to refuse the one man who refuses to let her go?

"I thought you loved me?" Tears stream down her cheeks as she barges into her supposed alpha boyfriend, having sex with another woman right on the bed. Seeing their naked body, she feels like a dagger is thrust into her heart.

"How dare you barge into my room like that? Are you out of your mind?" Alpha Ren roars at her without shame as he stands on his feet, naked. His eyes burns in rage.

"What gave you the right..." A hot slap lands across his cheek before he can finish his statement, but turns out that it was the biggest mistake she'd ever commit in her life. She shouldn't have tried that, but now she did. Will the alpha forgive her for this crime she has committed? Will she be able to take the pain of seeing the man she has been with for three years, just cheated on her?

“This was never just a contract, sweetheart,” Emerson murmured, slowly dragging his thumb across my bottom lip.

I furrowed my brows in confusion. What was he talking about? “Why pretend then?” I could barely hear my own voice above my whisper. “Why act like it is?”

His mouth hovered a breath from mine. “Because if I touch you the way I want to,” he said quietly, “you better believe I'm never letting you walk away.”


Darcy Mendez was supposed to get married to the love of her life. What she wasn't supposed to do was watch her fiancé of three years abandon her at the altar for his ex. Humiliated and turned into viral entertainment overnight, she goes home broken and confused as to how Paul could do that to her.

She isn’t alone for long.

Waiting in the dark in her apartment is Emerson Castellano, her ex-fiancé’s older half-brother. He's cold and powerful. The man everyone warns you never to cross. The one man Darcy was careful to avoid being in his crosshairs.

Emerson’s offer is simple and devastating: a one-year marriage contract.

One year of public devotion.

She gets her revenge, and he gets the stability he needs to close billion-dollar deals.

Darcy signs, believing it’s just business.

What she doesn’t know is that Emerson has loved her from afar for years and that he has no intention of ever letting her go. Tension rises as a lot of people, unhappy with their union, set out to get them. Darcy begins to realize her marriage isn’t the safest place she could be.

It’s actually the most dangerous.

She also discovers the secret her dear husband has been keeping from her…

A secret that is quite frankly, the great divide between life and death.

"Shit, the fucking blonde has a dirty secret that no one knows about. In that case, she will be trapped in our webs, in between exposing her or making her dance to our tune." He grins with mischief.

"Fucking fun, Sebastian." Weaver licks off the chocolate from his finger and jumps on his feet like a cat who's ready to play.

"What do we plan to do with her, actually?" Harper, who's been typing away on his phone, asks a question like he's been absent.

"Play with her. Punish her. Torment her. The sky is the limit." Sebastian smiles cruelly.

.....

The three powerful Alphas are the most handsome and popular in school; even though they were newly transferred students, it didn't take them up to three days to earn the entire school's attention.

They had the most unrealistic beauty; it's difficult to ignore them, but when a girl ignored them for the first time in their history of existence, it became chaotic like the blast eruption of a volcano.

They were so determined to clip her wings and make her crumble before them, leading to their discovering a secret about her that was spilled by her best friend.

On her 18th birthday, Emily faced betrayal. Her boyfriend turned out to be her sister’s mate. Not only did her father demand that she forgive her sister and her boyfriend’s betrayal, but he also asked her to preside over their wedding.
However, at the wedding, she met Prince Leon. He claimed that she was his mate. The prince had another engagement with another woman.
Emily’s best friend Lola told her that the best way to get the prince was to tie him to a bed.
"My sweet Emily, you only belong to me." Leon whispered on the bed.

I was always a nobody in the pack, the orphan everyone tolerated but never truly accepted. Kian was the only person who made me feel different, like I belonged somewhere. He was my best friend, my safe haven, and secretly, my greatest love. On the night he became Alpha, a moment of passion made me believe that maybe, just maybe, there could be a future for us.

But everything fell apart the next day when he found his fated mate and chose her as Luna. My heart was shattered. There was no reason to stay anymore. I left the pack that same day, vowing never to look back.

In the human world, I rebuilt my life. I became a successful doctor and raised the three miracles Kian never knew existed—our children. I thought the past was buried, that Kian would never be a part of my life again.

Until he came back. Betrayed by his Luna and broken, he sought me out, demanding that I return to the pack to help him. I refused. I owed him nothing.

But Kian didn’t take no for an answer. He had me kidnapped and brought back to the pack I had sworn never to return to. Now, he says I’m his second-chance mate. But I can’t feel the bond. Years of wolfsbane erased that connection, leaving only the scars of the past.

He says he’s changed. That he wants me and the family I built on my own. But how can I trust the Alpha who destroyed me? And how can I give up the life I fought so hard to build?

In a country ruled by vampires, becoming a pet means losing everything—your dignity, your rights, your freedom.
But Aria, with her golden eyes and warm brown skin, ends up as the only pet no one wants to buy. She’s an outsider, treated like a flaw in the system, pushed aside and looked down on her whole life.
Until fate twists.
The vampire prince, Dorian, chooses her—the one girl everyone else rejected.
And from that moment on, Aria’s world turns upside down.

When the truck crashed into us on that rainy Boston night, I heard my dad's final scream: "The Winters found us!" The next time I opened my eyes, the doctor who saved me turned out to share that cursed last name—Julian Winters, son of my parents' killers.
He took me, the "amnesiac girl," into his family’s mansion. His fingers brushed my wound as he said, "I'll protect you." What he didn’t know was that I'd hidden the evidence of the Aetherium scandal—proof my parents died for—inside my collar. Every night, I played along with his tenderness, plotting to destroy his family. But when he turned against his fiancée to defend me, panic hit: Why is this heart, set on revenge, now aching for the son of my enemies?

Vera was the perfect girlfriend.
She cooked his meals, learned his schedule, and told herself the hesitation before he said I love you was just his personality.
Then she overheard him in a bar.
"She was always just the placeholder. I found her because she looks like Lena."
Three years. And she was nothing but a substitute for a woman who hadn't bothered to stay.
Vera walks out with one phone call and one decision: go home, accept the arrangement she spent three years running from, and face the Lycan King who has apparently been wearing a ring with her initial for nine years.
Caelan Blackwood doesn't explain himself. He doesn't beg. He just looks at her across her father's dinner table and says: "I've been waiting. Take whatever time you need."
She thought she was running toward safety.
She didn't know she was running toward the one person who had never stopped looking for her.
Marked By The Wrong Alpha is a werewolf romance about betrayal, identity, and the difference between someone who uses your name and someone who has been carrying it for nine years.

Lyra was hopelessly in love with her stepfather Magnus—the handsome, powerful Alpha—but could only watch helplessly as he bedded other women.

When she tried to distance herself with a shattered heart, fate dealt her a devastating blow. An accident left Magnus out of control, and he brutally claimed her.

Though she was the victim of rape, she was branded as the whore who "seduced her stepfather"!

Silver whips tore through her flesh, leaving her bloodied and broken. When Lyra knelt in her own blood, begging for mercy, the man who once vowed to protect her for life coldly commanded—

"Continue the punishment."

Four years later, just when she thought she had finally escaped her past, Magnus reappeared. Seeing her pregnant with another man's child, his eyes burned with insane possessiveness:

"You can never leave me."

I woke up, and my world collapsed.

Lying next to me was Sebastian—the golden boy, the heir to the Rhodes empire, and the nemesis who has tormented me for twenty years.

I fled. I swore to take that night to my grave. If I kept my mouth shut, no one would know.

But Fate has a twisted sense of humor. Five weeks later, two red lines on a pregnancy test slapped me in the face. I’m pregnant. And the father isn’t just my childhood nightmare. He’s the man who just bought my company. My new boss.

I tried to hide. He hunted me down. He scares off my dates. He tramples my pride. He invades my life like a tyrant. He mocks me in public, yet destroys anyone who touches me in private.

"Nancy, did you really think you could escape?" He pins me against the wall, his eyes dark, that familiar scent of cedar suffocating me. "Admit it. You hate me, but you need me."

After catching my girlfriend and my most hated nemesis in bed together, they ruthlessly pushed me down the stairs.

When I woke up again, the world had gone completely mad.

My girlfriend who betrayed me and my arrogant nemesis have both awakened "superpowers".

And I became a "useless" person without any special abilities, trampled under their feet.

But only my mutated eyes saw through the truth: it wasn't a gift of evolution at all, but a horrifying parasite crawling on their spines and sucking their brains! And my high and mighty nemesis was the swarm mother that was trying to devour all of humanity.

They laughed at me for being a worthless, honest man, unaware that my blood was a deadly poison capable of burning these monsters to ashes.

When the wedding reached the ring exchange, a shocking video suddenly played on the banquet hall’s giant screen—footage of me being kidnapped and humiliated.
"You filthy whore, how you dare to dream of becoming my Luna?"
"I, Alpha Roderick Padilla, reject you, Adele Franklin, as my mate."
My fate mate—Alpha Roderick—renounced me on the spot and turned to slip the ring onto my bridesmaid Jessica Weaver’s finger instead.
Amidst the jeers and scorn of the crowd, I fell from the red carpet.
Jessica’s brother, the rogue Alpha Dwayne, silenced the room with a gunshot. Then, holding 999 roses, he dropped to one knee.
"Adele Franklin, will you accept me, Dwayne Stokes, as your mate?"
The crowd watched, stunned, as I searched his face for answers. Was this pity?
Overcome with emotions I couldn’t yet name, I nodded.
"Yes I do.".
Three years passed.
The day our IVF attempt succeeded. I was finally carrying our pup, the heir he wanted so badly. My heart swelled with excitement as

Rosalie spent two years loving the man she thought was her fated mate.

On the night everything was supposed to begin, he rejected her, chose another woman, and watched as she was thrown into the Abyss to die.

But she survived.

Saved by the one man she never expected…his younger brother.

Now she is back with a marriage nobody can break, a wolf that refuses to awaken, and secrets powerful enough to shake an entire kingdom.

As betrayal turns into obsession, enemies close in, and an ancient prophecy begins to unfold, Rosalie must decide who she can trust before the truth destroys everyone she loves.

Because sometimes the greatest threat is not losing your mate…it is discovering you were never meant to belong to them in the first place.

When fate rewrites the bond, who will survive the consequences?

"What is love!? Carmen did you just mention that!?" With his speaking of rage and burning in anger; he asked.

"Yes... I have always do— I love you" she mouthed with her words stressed.

"You can try and ignore me if you can... Only if you know how eager I am and how badly I want to tame you". With those promising words from her which left a dark creepy smile on her face; she walked out.

"Love did she just call it? Did she think I will fall for that shit? If only she knew how much love is a weakness to every man". He muttered to himself as he sat down worriedly.

As a mafia boss, he must not have compassion nor can he fall in love.

She is the only one who have that fits to talks bravely to him. Even with his powers, his strength have it's limitations as it went down when he is before her.

He's fearless,
Dangerous,
And kills without a sparing a second to think!
He kills to live and lives to kill!
The smell of blood is what he enjoy most!!!

The dangerous man never forgives anyone even if it is blood—"fuck blood relatives when it comes to the smell of blood!"

He's not just all about dangers but handsome! He's a demigod and every ladies hopes for just a nightstand with him.

A girl sold to him by ruthless father and stepmother changed everything...

*She's annoying
*She's irresistible
*She's hot
*She's the goddess of beauty

What follows when she do the undo—...

She's a spy sent to monitor him, find his weakness and win his heart, will she accomplish that? Won't she fall in love in the process? What if the devil finds out?

I straighten up after three back-to-back all-nighters, my stomach aching so badly I can barely stand up straight. At one in the morning, I head to the twenty-four-hour diner below my studio for a bowl of soup, just to keep myself going.

Steam rises off the bowl, and when I look up, my blood goes cold.

Beckett Wexford, my husband, head of the Wexford Group and a man with a serious germ phobia, sits right there, completely out of place in this greasy late-night diner.

He patiently picks the onions out of her burger, one piece at a time, while the girl next to him laughs, bright and carefree, her profile eerily close to what mine looked like at twenty.

"Beckett, you're so bad at this. It's just an onion."

The man who's been ice cold to me for years has a look in his eyes I've never seen before, soft, doting, like she's something precious to him.

"Hold on, almost done."

Eight years of marriage, and I turned myself into some neurotic housekeeper. Turns out all that tenderness was just going somewhere else.

I pull out my phone and open the divorce agreement I drafted a while ago.

Eight years. It's time to get myself out of this.

The dealership called to inform me that my Rolls-Royce Starlight Headliner had been replaced with a pink one and was ready for pickup.
I was bewildered. I hadn't driven that car in ages—why would anyone change the headliner without my knowledge?
I confronted my husband, who managed our garage, demanding an explanation.
"Honey, maybe they got their wires crossed. I'll swing by the dealership later and sort it out."
I wasn't about to waste my breath. Instead, I called my friend directly—she happened to own the dealership.
"William's having an affair. I'm going to catch him red-handed."

His name is Andre Cimaro; Young, handsome and ruthless. He becomes the leader of the Red Cobra Mafia Family during a period of war between them and a rival family after his father dies. His tenure will prove to be the greatest in his family’s history and nothing can stand in his way…until he meets the beautiful, yet mysterious Gabriella.

With the face of an angel, the gaze of a predator and the heart of a saint, she invades the high walls around his heart and leaves him vulnerable for the first time in his life…a vulnerability that his enemies attempt to exploit.

Lydia's POV

"The patient in Bed 7 has been here three months now, right? Not a single family visit."

"Her husband just pays the bills and leaves. Doesn't even look at her. Poor thing."

I lay in the hospital bed, listening to two nurses whispering outside my door. My fingers rested weakly against the edge of the mattress.

Three months ago, I was diagnosed with late-stage cancer.

My husband, Sebastian Carter, came once. He stood in the doorway—didn't step inside—signed the papers with a blank expression, and never came back.

Sebastian was a writer. He locked himself in his study all day, leaving me to spend night after night alone in the living room. We lived under the same roof like strangers from different worlds.

I'd grown used to this hollow marriage. I didn't even bother calling him anymore.

Footsteps echoed outside.

I turned my head toward the door. Sebastian stood there in his familiar charcoal coat, his face expressionless.

"You came." I was surprised. I forced myself to sit up, my body weak and trembling.

Sebastian didn't answer. He walked straight to the bedside and set a document on the nightstand. "Sign it."

I picked it up. The words at the top read: 'Divorce Agreement.'

"I need an accident—one that looks fatal," I said calmly into the encrypted phone. "It's the only way to escape him."
Rumors swirl that this man—the underworld boss who controls half of Europe’s shadow economy—loves me beyond reason.
They say he defied his entire family for me. That this ruthless killer laid down his weapons just to cook me a meal.
For years, he made the world believe I was his one weakness—and even I almost believed it.
But instinct in a life-or-death moment doesn’t lie.
When bullets shattered the car window, he yanked the steering wheel on reflex—shielding my adopted sister in the passenger seat while leaving me, his wife, fully exposed to the hail of gunfire.
As I lay bleeding, desperately trying to protect our unborn child… he was busy cradling her in his arms.
While I endured everything for our future, he signed over the estate—the one he promised would be our retire place—to that lying sister.
That’s when I knew: some loves are just performances for the living.
So I gave him exactly what he wanted.
I left behind a positive pregnancy test—six weeks along—and drove straight into the deep ocean, staging the most brutal finale right before his eyes.

In the kingdom of Lupania, humans are nothing but prey. Disguised as a boy, Ariadne sacrifices her freedom to protect her sister, only to catch the attention of the ruthless Beast King, Magnus.

“You’re bold for a mere human,” Magnus growls. “Careful…it’s a trait that could kill you.”

But when his brother, the enigmatic and compassionate Prince Callan, uncovers her secret, alliances shift, and hearts collide.

“Trust me, Ariadne,” Callan whispers. “I’ll get you out of here.”

Torn between two powerful werewolves, Ariadne must navigate deadly court games, forbidden desires, and a secret that could shatter their world. Will she survive the beast’s den?

Aria Blackthorn is an Alpha born to rule: controlled, ruthless when necessary, and burdened by the survival of her pack. Strength defines her, yet restraint defines her more. Rowan, by contrast, is a mystery even to himself—quiet, devoted, and fractured by a power he cannot name. He does not seek dominance or glory. He seeks only her.
“I don’t belong anywhere,” he tells her once.
“Then why do you keep standing at my side?” she demands.
“Because you never told me to leave.”
In a world governed by Alpha law, fate, and blood-bound hierarchy, Rowan’s presence is a violation. He is an Omega who refuses to break, a beast who kneels rather than bites, and a living contradiction to everything Aria has been taught to believe. An accidental bond ties them together—unwanted, dangerous, and impossible to sever without destroying him. The closer she pushes him away, the more violently her wolf resists. The closer he stays, the more the pack turns cruel.
Their connection is not built on romance alone, but on survival, instinct, and a terrifying truth: Rowan is changing. His healing defies logic. His beast does not behave like any wolf known to the packs. Ancient power coils beneath his skin, answering only to Aria’s presence. She is his anchor. He may be her undoing.
Watching from the shadows is Kael, a calculating enemy who understands power better than mercy. He sees what Aria refuses to name—Rowan is both her weakness and her cure. To break the Alpha, he will break the boy.
As rogues gather, loyalties fracture, and Rowan’s transformation spirals beyond control, one question looms over the forest: when the beast finally chooses between devotion and destruction, will Aria claim him… or will she lose everything by denying what fate has already decided?

Belle is just Anna's little sweet daughter who really loves Leonardo, the cruelest Beast Mafia of this era. That 4-year-old girl really thought that the man wearing a pirate mask on the right side of his face was a prince in her storybook. But who would have thought that it all seemed like a new version of the story from the fantasy book Princess Belle, The Beauty and The Beast?

But this isn't about the Love story between Belle and The Beast. But it's about Leon, The Beast Mafia who has a crush on her mother, Anna Skye. Although initially, Anna was just a woman who was used as a bet between Leon and Jervanos. But in the end, Leon definitely has a big feeling for Anna. But what about the bets and Leon's cruel and petty attitude as a mafia? What's their story? Let me give you this story.

On our wedding day, she vanished wearing the gown I had bought for her.
I didn’t chase her. Instead, I went back to the operating table.
For three years, I had paid off her debts and filled the holes she left behind—enough for her to live a second life. My heart couldn't take it anymore; I had a stent implanted, though she never knew.
Three days later, I died in the hospital corridor. My ECG flatlined.
She didn’t know. She was still at a cocktail party in another city, clinking glasses with someone else.
A month later, she came back, kneeling before my tombstone in tears.
But it was all too late.

On our wedding night, my wife said to me: "Lucas's family needs an heir, and I've agreed to carry one for them."
Seeing me trembling all over, she gently cupped my face and added softly: "It's just IVF—a way to repay their kindness. The entire process is medical, with no physical contact at all. Once the baby is born and the debt is settled, I'll have as many children with you as you want, okay?"
For the sake of our ten years of love and the debt of gratitude we owed, I gritted my teeth and agreed.
Until three months later, when I found her lying naked on our wedding bed, frantically making love with Lucas.

"You were like a starved beast last night," I complained, spreading jam on my toast.
Gideon's hands froze mid-knot on his tie. He turned to me, his eyes filled with utter bewilderment.
"Nadia, are you out of your mind? I was in the study finishing up that proposal last night. I crashed on the couch at three in the morning. I never even went into the bedroom."
The knife dropped from my hand onto the table.
If the man I made love to all night wasn't my husband.
Then... who was it?

My lips parted, ready to inquire as to what he was up to, but his nose pressed against the crease of my neck, and I heard him take a long breath. I trembled, perplexed by his actions until it dawned on me.

There was the minty citrus aroma from his orange tic tacs, as well as the masculine musky scent that all dominating males have, with a tinge of woodsmoke and leather underneath. It all screamed powerful man, which was one of my flaws as a little gay Omega.

I whimpered, my body reacting to his aroma and proximity. I was perplexed and a little disturbed that my brother's best buddy was making me feel this way. My instincts had me baring my throat to the larger man, who approved with a faint growl.

"Tomy?" I murmured, still unclear of what was going on. Not that I had any idea what was going on. I simply know he smells great, and I'm getting a little horny right now.

As he examined me, his brows wrinkled, his gaze lingering on my Batman pajama pants. I squeaked as I saw them colored a little and covered myself with my hands.

As Tomy's dark brown eyes met mine, my face heated. As he leaned back in, a slow grin pulled up one side of his mouth, and I trembled once more.

My breath was seized as his lips brushed towards my ear.

"You fucking smell so wonderful, Louis." At the sound of his rough voice, I let out a stifled whimper.

From Friends, Louis who had a crush on his childhood friend Jason, ended up to be his brother's Thompson Mate who is Louis's elder brother best friend...such a Love triangle

BxB

I died wearing his mark. A barren wife. A discarded toy. A fool who bled for a man who fucked my sister while I suffered the pain of being called infertile.

The day I caught my Alpha buried between her thighs—his fangs marking her where mine should’ve been. And when I uncovered a secret that could destroy him, they shot me dead.

But death didn’t stick.

The Moon Goddess sent me back—dripping with fury and vengeance—to the day he proposed. Back to when I should’ve laughed in his face and walked away.

This time? I’ll play the perfect Luna. Wear his ring. Moan his name. Let him fuck me raw, thinking I’m still his.

But every kiss is poison. Every sigh, a lie. Every time he cums inside me, I’ll pretend it’s him I’m coming for. While he’s lost in the heat of my body, I’ll smile—because his empire is already crumbling in my hands.

But my revenge doesn’t end with him. There’s the rival Alpha who’s always watched me with dark, possessive eyes. The one who wants to ruin my husband as much as I do.

So I’ll offer him a deal: Use me. Let me use you. Help me break him, and I’ll let you do much more. You can touch me. Claim me. Bite me where my husband’s mark once was.

I’ll ride him in the shadows, let him growl my name while we tear my husband’s world apart.

But here’s the truth, Alpha: You think I’m yours? Darling, I’m nobody’s.

And when the final strike comes—when my husband chokes on his own blood—I’ll be the one smiling down at him. Let him die loving me. Let him die hard.

Revenge so sweet, it’s filthy.

"What's wrong, kitten? Am I getting you riled up?" he asks teasingly. I turn away from him, hoping he won't see how much he's pissing me off. 
He knows I hate that fucking nickname, but he hasn't stopped calling me that since we were little.
"I told you to stop calling me that," I murmur, trying to keep my voice steady.
"And I told you that I would never stop calling you that."
I grind my molars, feeling my frustration rise. "You're such a dick. Why is that my nickname anyway?"
"Because you always have your claws out, but when it's time to scratch and bite, you're practically harmless."
A bitter laugh bubbles out of me as I turn back to him. "Fuck you. I could claw your damn eyes if I wanted to."
"Sure, you can, Kitten," he says again, grinning just to piss me off more. "But just in case those claws don't sink deep enough, keep in mind that you can always call on me, Niko, and Mace if you're in trouble."
Why does he keep saying that? I don't need them, I never have. Not even when my dad was murdered. I never let anyone see me cry and wiped my own tears in private.
Just like Daddy would have wanted from his tough girl. 
"He's right, sweet girl. You can call us if you ever need us," Nikolai adds, emerging from the house and joining us. Mace appears right behind him. 
Oh, great. Here are all three dumbasses. 


TW: ABUSE, VIOLENCE, DARK ROMANCE, DADDY KINK. THERE WILL BE MM, MF, and MFMM sex
At twenty-three, Alyssa Bennett returns to her small hometown, fleeing her abusive husband with their seven-month-old daughter, Zuri. Unable to contact her brother, she reluctantly turns to his asshole best friends for help-despite their history of tormenting her. King, the enforcer of her brother's motorcycle gang, the Crimson Reapers, is intent on breaking her. Nikolai aims to claim her for himself, and Mason, ever the follower, is just glad to be part of the action. As Alyssa navigates the dangerous dynamics of her brother's friends, she must find a way to protect herself and Zuri, all while discovering dark secrets that could change everything.

On the night of her birthday, Anastasia's world is turned upside down. Her father's brutal attack sets off a chain reaction that shatters her dreams and changes her life forever.

In a shocking twist, her father is forced to reveal a dark secret.

Anastasia is to marry into the infamous Greyson family, the most powerful and feared dynasty in the world. And her husband to be is none other than Dante Greyson, the enigmatic, ruthless billionaire with a reputation for getting what he wants, no matter the cost.

As Anastasia is dragged into the Greyson's treacherous world, she's confronted with a toxic web of family dynamics, including an ex-girlfriend with a hidden agenda, a mother-in-law who despises her, and sisters-in-law who'll stop at nothing to destroy her.

But Dante, the man she's bound to, is a puzzle she's desperate to solve. With a heart frozen by past betrayal, can he ever love again? And what happens when the sparks between them ignite a fire that threatens to consume them both?

But just as Anastasia begins to navigate this treacherous new world, a sinister message arrives, shattering her fragile sense of security: "Leave Dante or get caught up in the storm"

"No woman leaves his bed alive."
"But I will survive."
I whispered it to the moon, to the chains, to myself—until I believed it.
They say Alpha King Maximus is a monster — too big, too brutal, too cursed. His bed is a death sentence, and no woman has ever left it alive. So why did he choose me?
The fat, unwanted omega. The one my own pack offered up like trash. One night with the merciless King was supposed to end me. Instead, it ruined me. Now I crave the man who takes without mercy. His touch burns. His voice commands. His body destroys. And I keep going back for more. But Maximus doesn't do love. He doesn't do mates. He takes. He owns. And he never stays.
"Before my beast consumes me completely—I need a son to take the throne."
Too bad for him…I'm not the weak, pathetic girl they threw away. I'm something far more dangerous —the one woman who can break his curse… or break his kingdom.

He owns my mouth. My body. My fucking soul. But I never said he could have my heart. Eli’s been chained before and it damn near killed him. So when he’s caught running through Blackthorn pack lands by Ronan Vale, the savage Alpha of a ruthless pack, he's horrified when the brute marks and claims him. But Ronan doesn’t just bite. He binds. With ropes, with rules, with a voice that makes Eli's knees go weak and a touch that turns resistance into hunger. The bond between them is feral. And Eli hates how much he wants it, how much he wants Ronan, even when he has him spread out and shaking, marked and owned, begging to be filled so he’ll stop feeling empty. Eli swore no one would ever own him again. Then came the Alpha whose bond feels like a brand and a promise all at once. He hates how much he wants it. Ronan’s voice. Ronan’s hands. Ronan’s brutal, worshipful need. This isn’t love, it’s obsession. And Eli is afraid that he's starting to like it.

I woke up three years into a marriage I barely remembered—pregnant with twins that weren't my husband's.

Those words should have destroyed me, but the truth was worse: I'd been used as a broodmare by the man who swore to love me, set up in a hotel room with a stranger because My husband Alexander Cross couldn't father children himself, and now I carried the secret babies of Damon Lester—the most powerful and dangerous Alpha in San Loris—while my own family replaced me with the daughter they'd always wanted. But when that same stranger's doctor appeared at my door, when twenty million dollars exchanged hands over a fake perfume bearing my secret identity, and when Damon's gray eyes locked onto mine with recognition I couldn't afford, I realized my carefully hidden life as the legendary perfumer Vera was colliding with a pregnancy that could cost me everything.

Could I protect my babies from the husband plotting my death, hide my true identity from the Alpha who's been hunting me for years, and reclaim the freedom I'd buried along with my dreams—even if it means standing alone against the wolves who see me as nothing more than a womb to be used and discarded?

One look at the man sitting next to mom tells me everything I need to know.
He is Aaron's dad.
Mom is getting married to Aaron's dad.
I had a one night stand with Aaron Coleman seven years ago and in the heat of the moment, after I left the motel he'd fucked me in, I spent the following week writing a fictional story about us.
I'd entirely forgotten about that story until now. The story went ahead to become a New York bestseller the following year but nobody, besides Juliet, knows I'm the author.
Aaron Coleman is about to be my stepbrother. He's the protagonist of a romance book I'd written and dumped years ago.
And as I move slowly, towards the table to join the small party, I realize that the coming weeks is going to be worse than the past seven years of my life, combined.
SEVEN YEARS AGO
"It's almost like you're a virgin," Aaron blurts out in disbelief as he slowly tries to move.His remark makes me feel defensive so I don't know when I get heated and respond in a sharp voice. "What if I am?"
Aaron stiffens against me, his body hovering above mine.
"That's going to be a problem, cupcake," he says in an entirely different voice that tells me I'm in danger...