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Marilyn is a self made boss and a Baddie. She does not soften for anyone but she made an exception for her fiancé.
Until she found out her fiancé Tom was cheating on her. To make matter worse, he didn't feel remorse. He broke off the engagement and left her standing there like a fool.
She ends up at a hotel bar, where an arrogant stranger approaches her. He’s persistent, irritatingly sure of himself, and exactly the kind of man she doesn’t deal with. She dismisses him and leaves, refusing to give any man her time anymore.
The next day, she goes to her ex’s office with the intention of ruining his peace. Instead, she finds the man from the bar. His name is Dante. He is her ex’s boss.
Dante proposes an offer and she accepts when she realizes it would get her the revenge she wants on her ex and even more.
The arrangement is clear: No feelings attached.
But the longer they play the part, the more the line blur.

This is a story about control, ego, attraction, and what happens when two people who don’t surrender to anyone start wanting each other anyway.

She was forced to accept a marriage proposal from a strange billionaire to pay her huge debt and to take back her inheritance left to him when her mother died.

Nathan’s lawyer handed her the documents, including the marriage certificate.

Things were moving much faster than she had imagined they would, and everything happening seemed too easy. Too good to be true - a voice in her mind cried out - Be careful! It’s a trap! If it was a trap, though, it was very cleverly hidden.

Crystal contemplated the proposal for a moment before addressing Mike, his lawyer. “I only have two questions,” she said. “The first question is this: if I sign it, does it mean that I don’t need to pay my debt?”

Mike: “Yes. And your second question...?”

Crystal: “Okay, I haven’t reached the legal age for marriage yet, so even if I sign it, it won’t take effect. Is that right?”

Nathan quickly raised his hand and said, “If I say that it is effective, no one will dare to say that it isn’t. Do you believe that?”

“I suppose so,” Crystal admitted. She hesitated for a moment, and then she signed the marriage certificate.

Months later, she asked for a divorce from him. He stared at her in silence, then he uttered, “Have I ever told you how much I love you?”

“What does that have to do with our divorce?” Crystal asked.

“I’m only asking because I care about you,” Nathan murmured.

“I’ll be happy if you say that you care about me,” Nathan continued. “Why must you torture me this way? Haven’t I done enough to prove my love for you?”

She was stunned hearing his confession and the words stuck in her throat.

"Wait," she breathed. "We have to stop. This isn’t just conversation."
"It's better than talking," he murmured, kissing her neck.
"No, we need to have a conversation," she insisted. "Get off me, let me get dressed."
"You can't make love while dressed," he replied, playfully biting her earlobe.
"Listen to me," she urged. "I'm trying to be serious, alright? I realize I shouldn’t have fled."
"What’s this about?" he asked, his tone growing cold.
"I simply want to resolve things," she said earnestly, gazing into his eyes.
A flicker of disgust crossed his features, and his lips turned downward, "I see what's going on. You think I'll forget your betrayal if you let me fuck you."

She fled from her wedding, which led to her own downfall and became a lasting nightmare. She chose to elope with another man instead of the one who truly loved her. That man deceived her, coaxing her into abandoning her husband, ultimately driving her to her demise.
She returned to consciousness and found herself lying on their matrimonial bed.
A firm yet gentle grip enclosed her wrist, leading her hand to the front of his pants. She observed her small, pale hand beside his large, tanned fingers, allowing him to press her palm against him.
It would be so simple to let him take control, to surrender to him. She craved it. She yearned to feel his strong hands exploring every part of her body.

Allison was framed, and they said she tried to kill her half-sister, so they sent her to an asylum. For three years, she suffered all kinds of torture, and no one even bothered to check on her. Her own family called her mentally ill, but the truth was her mother betrayed her just to push her illegitimate daughter into the Rogers family and steal Allison’s identity.

She had nothing left except an injured body. But a sudden encounter with the notorious mad dog of the Lopez family became her one advantage. She saved the crippled Jareth Taylor during an underground fight.

Allison slowly walked toward the confused Jareth, who was sitting on the couch with his cane in his right hand. “Elite society calls you a mad dog, but Master Jareth is far more than that. You’re the craziest dog I’ve ever met. Still, I’m willing to become your bait in exchange for power.”

Jareth chuckled, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his lips. “I take both body and soul as collateral. Would you be willing to crawl into my bed and warm my lonely nights?”

Marry a billionaire after a one-night stand：

“We have agreed to leave each other to our own business. I hope you have a good reason for coming here.”

“Yes, we agreed to that, but not to a sexless marriage. Sex is essential for a lasting marriage.” Selene chuckled.

Clint also smiled, then sneered. “Do you like sex without love? Did you marry me because you enjoyed the sex that much?”

Selene frowned, aware of the implications of his words. But she did not know why he said it.

And the unopened file named “HER” appeared in her mind again.

“I believe it’s important for a healthy relationship.”

“Only the sex?”

“I thought we agreed on it.”

“Nonsense!” Clint exploded with anger.

After thinking for a while, Selene replied, “Okay, sorry for disturbing you. I’m going to bed.”

Before she went back to the bedroom and lay on the bed, Clint suddenly caught up with her and pushed her onto the bed. “What are you doing?!” Selene was frightened.

Clint was violently tearing Selene’s home dress and groaned. “Fulfilling my obligation as a husband!”

"This is wrong. You're my uncle." Sophia said as her exposed back touched the cold wall, causing her to shiver right down to her core.

"Soph... I've felt nothing more right than this. Moreover, I'm not really your uncle. You and I both know this." Rayn said as he drew closer, minimizing the non-existent distance between the two of them. Their lips inches apart as she felt his hot breath on her lips.

"Uncle... Party... We have to go..." Sophia muttered as she melted against his hard body but his legs prevented her fragile, little body from falling down on the floor.

"No. We are not going anywhere while you are dressed as a temptress. Only I know how I keep my demons at bay, when I see every man present in the room looking at you, wishing you were theirs." He said as his blue eyes took in the revealing dress his kitten was wearing, and a black storm started raging within them.

"I'm not a temptress, uncle. I'm a 19-year-old girl." Sophia responded, trying to sound reasonable while pressing her hands against his chest, attempting to push him back.

"Oh? So, what are you up to now?" Rayn inquired, holding her hands above her head. His hips grinded against his kitten's as his face inched closer, their lips now touching.

"What exactly am I doing?" Sophia asked, as she struggled to breathe and tried to break free from her foxy uncle's clutches. But it was all for naught.

"You're tempting me into doing this." Rayn said this as he pressed his lips against his sister's, causing her to gasp and taking advantage of the opportunity to exploit the innocent girl's mouth with his sinful tongue.

La vida de Estelle era como un cuento de hadas, llena de amor y promesas. Sin embargo, la tragedia llegó el día de su boda. El padre de Estelle y los padres de Cristofer estuvieron involucrados en un accidente automovilístico que les quitó la vida al instante. La pérdida fue devastadora para Cristofer, lo que lo hizo caer en una profunda tristeza y enojo hacia Estelle.
Una tragedia tras otra, Estelle se encuentra luchando contra el cáncer, la desilusión y el engaño. En un mundo donde todo parece perdido, Estelle debe profundizar para encontrar la fuerza para luchar por lo que más ama.


La voz magnética pero fría de Cristofer sacó a Estelle de su ensueño: "¡Firma el papel de divorcio ahora!".
Estelle se recostó, se sentó y preguntó: "¿Bebiste?".
"No es asunto tuyo."
"Beber es malo para el estómago".
"Necesito beber para no sentir asco al tener sexo contigo".
"¿No podías esperar para divorciarte de mí?" Su voz sonaba débil.
Ella le dio la espalda cuando el humo casi la sofocó, y comenzó a toser de nuevo.
"Sabes eso, ¿verdad?" Cristofer respiró deliberadamente una bocanada de humo en su dirección y se sintió inexplicablemente satisfecho al verla toser y temblar.

"Are... Are you handsome?" she asked in a weak, hoarse voice.
Dave Evans frowned slightly but decided to entertain her question. "I suppose you could say I’m not terrible to look at."
"Then at least you’re not ugly."
Sleeping with a handsome stranger seemed far better than being with a homeless man!
She came from a broken family—her parents divorced when she was young. Out of pity, she chose to live with her dad, but he soon brought another woman and her child into their home, making her feel abandoned all over again.
To make matters worse, her fiancé turned out to be a jerk who cheated on her with her stepmom, and together they plotted to steal Bianca's inheritance.
The day before announcing their engagement, her stepmom and fiancé drugged her, and she ended up sleeping with a stranger.
Determined to get back at them, she hired an online boyfriend to ruin the engagement. What she didn’t know was that this fake boyfriend was actually a secret billionaire heir to a massive conglomerate—the same stranger she had slept with on that fateful drugged night.

“As you make your bed, you must lie in it. Pretty noble to sell your body for your brother. And you nearly lost your life for your cheap friend? A sacrifice must be your life motto. Who do you think you are? A saint?”

He captured her, and had no way to escape this devil. In his peculiar way, both tough and gentle, she can only accept it and lower her guard down.

He was looking for someone who stole his disc and took someone who’s just an ordinary and young supermarket staff.

Her life has totally changed since she met him. He forces everything, including a three-year contract, to be his woman. Her enchanting beauty captured him, and the love-hate journey started.

When you become the villain Obsession

"I enjoy making beautiful women cry and you are no exception" He growled softly tugging at my ponytail, his hands hovering on the veil, and a tear rolled down my cheek.

I shivered in fear of what awaited me when he opens the veil, he loves making beautiful women cry. What about ugly ones?

She was the Fairest of them all until she was scarred. A deep scar runs across her face, born from hatred and jealousy.

Luna found out she belonged to Alpha Kayden whose name alone sends shivers down any man's spine, He wanted her and was coming for her, to claim what rightfully belonged to him.

Unfortunately for her, fate has a wicked way of punishing her. She wasn't what he was expecting, and instead of being His Luna, she became a pawn, and a bait, a bait he intended to keep, bend and break to his will...

WARNING!!!!!!!NOT SUITABLE FOR UNDER EIGHTEEN! EXPLICIT CONTENT********************************************He shoves two fingers in my mouth. "Suck. Make them nice and wet for me."

I don't know why I do what this man tells me when he tells me to do things, but I obey each and every time and suck those fingers like my life depends on it.

My thighs starts quaking when I hear that zipper going down, because I know what will happen next. He will shove himself inside me so deep that he has nowhere else left to go, and leave me burning alive.

"You don't move your hands when I take mine off. Do you understand me? If you disobey, I will tie you up and leave you here until your parents come looking for you and find you filled to the brim with my cum."***************************************Someone is following me.
I was almost mugged, or maybe something even worse could have happened.
But there was a guy who saved me like some modern superhero masked in a black helmet.
I should have been terrified when he slit my assailant's throat before nodding at me, waiting for me to get safely in my car, and laying his hand on my window.
Instead of feeling scared, I'm feeling....
Excited.
Alive.
And I'm dying to feel it again.
So I do what no sane person does. I roam the streets of the city when I should be in bed, resting, just waiting for another glimpse of my rescuer.
He doesn't disappoint.
He corners me and makes me feel things I shouldn't be feeling because I'm in a relationship.
I yearn for his touch, I open my legs when I should use it to run far, far away.
Someone is following me.
And I like it.

"Secrets, Lies, and Second Chances"Natalia Greer had wealth, status, and a bright future. Until one fateful night shattered her world, leaving her pregnant and alone. Four years later, she's back in the city that broke her, determined to reclaim her legacy and secure a future for her son.But the past still needs to be done with Natalia. Enter Ethan Stone – powerful, enigmatic, and dangerously attractive. He's a man with secrets who seems to know more about Natalia than he should. Their encounters crackle with tension, igniting a passion that threatens to consume them both.As Natalia navigates the treacherous waters of her old life, she finds herself between her love for her son, her quest for justice, and her growing feelings for Ethan. But in a world of betrayal and deceit, can she trust her heart to a man who might be her salvation... or her downfall?With a critically ill child, a fortune to reclaim, and enemies lurking in the shadows, Natalia must decide how much she will risk for a second chance at love and life.In this gripping tale of romance, revenge, and redemption, one woman will discover that the line between love and hate is as thin as the secrets that divide them.

"It is best you leave because you don't know who you are dealing with."
"But there's something about you that makes me come closer," I said boldly despite his eyes screaming the word dangerous.
He roughly pinned me against the wall, taking a whiff of my scent. "Do you know who you are talking to? No dragon has ever been a match for me, and no lady has ever satisfied my sexual needs, so be careful, little one, because you might likely be wishing for death."
I should have been scared, but my wolf found him fascinating, so I leaned closer and said, "Well, I'm the one to come close enough to tame your untameable dragon."

If you are a fan of reading about the prince charming coming to save the lady in distress, then this isn't for you, because the lady in distress would be the only key to calm the ticking monster from unleashing its wrath on the people.
Garcia is a young lady who had one job, which was to flee for safety, but she ended up fleeing into the hands of the man who is not just a monster but also contributed to the deaths of her pack. Now his enemy also wants her so badly. Would they fight over her, or would they be ready to share her?

Book 2 Of The Reluctant Mate Series

If you have read Book 1, Kidnapped By The Alpha, then Book 2 continues with Hunter & Claire story!

“Get a room, you two!” Kale cried out, interrupting their staring contest.

“Yeah, so I can strangle you while we are in it,” Claire snarled.

“I would be into that…” Hunter smirked.

After being rescued from the council, the thing furthest from her mind was a mate, especially a mate who’s bent on protecting her from herself!

Who doesn't know of Damien Stone? The beast himself! The name Stone was said to fit him perfectly because it's suits his ruthless, cold and aggressive attitude.

Many haven't seen him but they knew once you do they is no going back! You surely are a dead being no matter what specie you are.

The aura surrounding him was powerful marking him out among all men, he's a beast, a ruthless and heartless beast who rule over Snowpack.

Damien isn't just like any typical werewolf or Vampire...he's a deadly specie no one knew how he was created, being half Demon, Vampire and werewolf!.

The beast never had a mate or did he? Other says the moon goddess simply punish him by not giving him one and others say he killed his mate in anger.

The council had tried capture him many times trying to find a way to destroy him but their plan fail each time.

But they weren't about to give up cause ...a fascinating creature who just happened to be the beast very weakness appreared!

When an ordinary girl suddenly find herself wanted, not only by the councils but the Beast himself!.

Is she brave enough to tame the Beast?

Louisa Moreau is an expert at staying alive. A sizzling, skilled bodyguard, she's worked for years guarding her son and warding off the specters of her past. But when she accepts a job with Lorenzo Ricci—a dangerous, cunning mafia don—she never anticipates finding something deadlier than the threat that propels her: desire.

As Lorenzo rescues her father, Louisa finds herself more and more drawn into his lethal game. She vowed to keep her heart locked away, but in the depths of his secret sanctuary, there is flame—blazing, burning, and inescapable. She is finally safe after years. Love in their world, however, is a vulnerability and trust. A death warrant.

And then the trauma that she only just survived comes flooding back. Leonardo Costa—the beast who took her life away—has been closer than she could ever have dreamed.

And the worst betrayal hurts most: her best friend, Emma Emalila, betrayed her. The one person that she ever had any trust in now has her lost time on his shoulders.
With her son's life in the balance and enemies around every corner, Louisa is forced to make an impossible choice: succumb to revenge or battle for a future that may be lost at any moment.

But the more the war engulfs deeper around her, the darker the truth becomes one that shocks her to her core. Her past is not only haunted by spirits; it's constructed of secrets.

The father she struggled to save might have been concealing more than foes and the identity she holds on to. It might not even be hers.

She's not a victim—she's a pawn in a game of death that she didn't even realize she was playing. And now, the only way to win… is to find the truth before it devours her.

Cercei's eighteen years of existence were marred by excruciating pain and suffering solely because of her uncanny resemblance to Vienna, the Alpha's daughter. Cercei found it unbearably cruel that she possessed the same beauty as Vienna, which made Vienna feel insecure, leading her to subject Cercei to relentless torment.

Despite the numerous hardships, Cercei received love and care from her parents, and she remained humble. Although their Alpha never respected them and treated them as mere servants, her family found happiness. However, everything changed dramatically on her eighteenth birthday when their Alpha ruthlessly killed her father without a valid reason and mercilessly crushed his heart underfoot after digging it out.

Enraged and seeking revenge, Cercei felt powerless until she encountered the King Alpha of the North, whom she slept with. This chance encounter changed her life abruptly, cracking all the hidden secrets and lies her mother had carefully concealed for eighteen years. The revelation shattered Cercei's belief in her perfect family and parents, leaving her questioning everything she had ever known.

He took her first kiss during their initial meeting, and she called him perverted and arrogant. Her candid demeanor intrigued him, despite the risks involved.
To capture her attention, he announced a surrogacy competition, leaving her no choice but to participate, only to discover he was the same man she had taught a lesson he would never forget.
Caught in the trap set by this merciless billionaire, she went along with his game and became his wife. His dark secrets slowly emerged, pulling them down into a deep despair. Then he vanished from her life, only to be replaced by another stranger. She felt his warmth, and they kissed.
Tears began to cascade down her cheeks, saturating the fabric that covered them. When he sensed her warm tears, he panicked. He didn't understand why, but he couldn't bear to see her cry. "Darling, please don’t cry..." He released her, his fingers delicately brushing her hair. "I won't touch you, I promise not to anymore, okay?"
She sobbed more intensely and choked out, "Don't talk!"
"... Why?" He was taken aback.
She gently bit her lip, unable to refrain from saying, "When you talk, you remind me so much of him..."
He was so kind and doted on her. When he spoke, it felt as if it weren't another person, but her husband Joshua standing beside her. Even the way he kissed her felt strikingly familiar...
In that moment, Hazel realized just how much she longed for Joshua. Without him by her side, each day of waiting became an excruciating ordeal.
She wasn’t afraid of waiting. Even if it meant waiting for a long time, she would value it. But she feared she might never see him again, even if she spent her entire life waiting.
Would she uncover the truth behind this unfamiliar man? Would she be able to forgive if she realized how he orchestrated the intricate game of LOVE and REVENGE?

Estelle’s life was once a fairy tale, filled with love and promise. However, tragedy struck on the day of their wedding. Estelle’s father and Cristofer’s parents were involved in a car accident that took their lives instantly. The loss was devastating for Cristofer, causing him to sink into deep sorrow and anger towards Estelle.

One tragedy comes after another, and she finds herself battling cancer, heartbreak, and deceit. In a world where all seems lost, Estelle must dig deep to find the strength to fight for what she loves most.


Cristofer’s magnetic yet cold voice wrenched her mind back to reality, “Sign the divorce paper now!”
Estelle lay her legs down, sat up, and asked, “Did you drink?”
“It’s none of your business.”
“Drinking is bad for your stomach.”
“I need to drink so that I won’t feel disgusted when having sex with you.”
“You couldn’t wait to divorce me?” Her voice sounded weak.
She turned her back on him as the smoke nearly smothered her, and she started coughing again.
“You know that, don’t you?” Cristofer deliberately breathed out a stream of smoke in her direction and felt inexplicably pleased to see her coughing and trembling.

Cristelle looked the man directly in the eyes, "They're my life. I won't leave them behind, no matter what. You don't need to waste your breath. I won't give my babies to you, no matter what you say. I know you're the father, but you've never done anything for them before. Mr. Bradley, please let us go. We won't see you again. Just pretend that we've never met each other before."
Linford looked sad as he whispered, "No, it's not gonna happen. I won't allow you to slip away again." He paused before saying softly, "I've never wanted to take the babies away from you, Cristelle. I want to raise them together with you."
Cristelle's eyes lit up shortly, "What is your plan then?"
Linford calmly uttered, "Candace and Cody need a dad. We're their parents, and we need to take our responsibility. So, let's get married."
Get married?!
Cristelle was shocked.
Did he want to marry her?
The most powerful billionaire CEO in this city wanted to marry her.
"No! I WON'T marry you!" Cristelle could never forget that night. She couldn't stop shuddering every time she thought about it.

She once belonged to the elite circle; however, the cruel people behind them schemed several tricks to drag her entire family into a mud pit. First, her father was accused of being a corrupt politician, sending him to jail. Her mother barely accepts the truth that they were framed and humiliated, pushing her to commit suicide. Her youngest sister suddenly disappeared without any trace. And she was falsely accused as a whore after being sent to someone's bed that she thought was her fiance's bedroom.

The schemers robbed everything that belonged to them, and she was driven into the deep abyss. Five years later, she became a fashion designer; however, a strange man blocked her path, claiming to be her children's father.

A woman’s beauty is a man’s weakness. She was his great temptation, yet he hated her weak appearance.

A dashing military general rushed in front of her, shaking her frail body when he ordered, “KILL HER!”

Her frantic reaction is to trade her own body to survive. She must survive to return to her own world. But what she didn’t expect was the tough training to become the youngest space warrior.

Her life journey began when she woke up on an unknown planet.

Facing danger and trouble.

She trades her body and freedom to survive.
She felt abused. She learned to hate him.
The unknown planet became her prison.
Two desperate souls were fighting to survive.
One is fighting to feel loved.
The other is fighting for freedom.
Passion
Anger
Lust
Danger
Devotion
For them, their love is worth suffering!

Would she survive days and nights on the battlefield when her frail body dragged her gradually? What secret lies behind his dangerous appearance?

Un matrimonio ligado por un contrato, y ella estaba obligada a aceptarlo. Él era su jefe y ella su secretaria.
Ella le dio todo lo que él quería, pero su amor fue desatendido, pero cuando ella decidió irse, él le ofreció un contrato de matrimonio para que se quedara. Pero alguien ocupaba su corazón y no podía ofrecerle nada excepto su talento en la cama.
Después de su matrimonio, soportó el dolor, pero esquema tras esquema destruyó su tolerancia. Finalmente, estaba lista para dejarlo, pero de repente él se negó a dejarla ir.
Charles pareció sentir su dolor, la abrazó de repente y susurró: “Sarah, puedes confiar en mí. Nunca estaré con ella. Eres diferente de todas esas otras mujeres. Realmente quiero estar contigo. Si no lo hubiera hecho, entonces no habría cortado las relaciones con todas las demás mujeres. ¿No me crees ahora?
Sarah sollozó suavemente: “Si has aceptado que se acabó con ella, ¿por qué todavía tienes su foto en tu billetera? ¿Por qué todavía la extrañas? ¿No ves cómo me duele?
Charles la miró, "¡Ella es solo otra mujer de mi pasado!"
La atmósfera entre ellos se volvió sofocante y Charles dijo en voz baja: “Sarah, ¿te dije que podías irte? Recuerda, soy tu jefe. ¡Eres mi secretaria y mi esposa!
Enfadado, Charles volvió a gritar: "¡Sarah, soy tu hombre!".
"¿Oh? ¿Mi hombre?" Sarah se rió y lo miró fijamente. Las lágrimas comenzaron a deslizarse por sus mejillas, "¿Eres tú, mi hombre? ¡Señor presidente, solo soy una mera posesión suya y nunca me convertiré en su esposa! ¡Libérame, te lo ruego!

To obey his grandfather’s order, the playboy tycoon Seth Cohen had to marry the socialite and sole heiress Evonne Largent.
They tied the knot and lived together under a loveless matrimony.
She was obliged to marry the hottest CEO Seth Cohen to save their fallen business empire after her father fell into compulsive gambling, driving them to the verge of bankruptcy.
Seth had no plan of getting entangled with his stunning and sexy wife, but every time he glanced at her, his body throbs, and he was drawn away.
Evonne will do everything to stay away from him and pretend she’s not affected by the oozing sex appeal of her hot billionaire husband; however, her heart beats faster every time he is around.


She saw the muscles move in his jaw, and she knew he was pissed.
“Care to explain? Make sure it’s believable.”
Seth’s voice carried a hot temper.
There was a picture of her dancing on the tabletop, and Toby beside her was shirtless while Sally poured beer bottoms up straight to their mouths.
“What’s there to explain?”
“You’re married now,” He growled at her, throwing sharp glances.
“Miss me with that bullshit.” She stood up and barely contained her anger.
“There is a certain public image that needs to be maintained. You need to understand that.” He muttered sternly.
“Oh please, I’m not going to stand here drinking the dirty water you give me as you indulge yourself in the purest of wines.”