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Four years ago, Lena Hartley made the most embarrassing mistake of her life. On a stupid dare from her friends, she tries to seduce Adrian Cole—the sexy teaching assistant every girl at the university had a crush on.

Lena discovered, far too late, that Adrian wasn’t alone. His girlfriend was there. And Lena was standing in front of them… naked.

Now Lena works quietly at a coffee shop, keeping her life simple and drama-free, until the bell above the café door rings and Adrian Cole walks in.

On the day I got engaged to the heir of an elite old-money family, my own birth mother spread vicious lies about me in front of the entire crowd. She claimed I’d lived a wildly promiscuous life while studying abroad, and had even secretly given birth to a stillborn child with no known father.
Afterwards, she took my hand and sobbed out an apology, saying she’d only wanted to test whether my fiancé truly loved me enough to stand by me. I was foolish enough to believe her, and drank the calming tea she’d personally handed me.
When I opened my eyes the next morning, everything was destroyed. I lay in my bedroom, disheveled and half-dressed, and the man beside me was none other than my younger sister’s boyfriend.
In the end, my fiancé married my sister. And I was mercilessly disowned and cast out by my own family.
But twenty years later, every single one of them would come to regret what they’d done.

Mistake.

That was all it took to ruin Violet Brooks’ life.
She had been an ordinary college girl in Virginia—until one night she drank too much and ended up in a situation she could barely remember.

Weeks later, she found out she was pregnant.
She didn’t know who the father was.

When her parents found out, they didn’t try to understand. There was only anger, disappointment, and words that made home feel unbearable. Violet couldn’t even return to school. The thought of whispers, stares, and silent judgment was too much.

So her parents made a decision for her.
They sent her away.

Violet was forced to leave Virginia and start over in Brooklyn with her aunt, expected to erase everything like it never happened.

She tried.

She kept to herself, applied to a new university, and told herself this was a second chance. After giving birth, she returned to school, determined to rebuild her life quietly.

But Hawthorne University was not what it seemed.

There were rumors about a group called The Red Pen. No one knew who they were. No one had seen their face, but everyone feared them.
It was said that once they wrote your name down… your fate was sealed.

Violet didn’t believe in rumors.

Not until her first day.

That night, she saw something she wasn’t supposed to see.

If she had left earlier… if she had chosen a different path… none of it would have happened.
But she didn’t.

And now, there was no undoing it.

Her fresh start was over before it truly began.

Because Violet Brooks had just made a mistake—

One far worse than the first.

"I don't know what the fuck you are, but I can't control myself," he roared, ripping my panties off.

My heat pheromones were driving him insane. Edric pushed me onto the ground, spreading my legs wide. He looked at my soaking wet pussy, glistening in the moonlight, and growled. He didn't prep me; he didn't need to. I was dripping for him.

He shoved his thick, hard cock inside me, stretching me to my limit. "Mine," he hissed, biting my neck, drawing blood. I wrapped my legs around him, digging my nails into his back as he pounded into me relentlessly. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed in the silent forest.

When he knotted me, locking his swollen shaft inside my womb, I saw stars. He filled me with hot cum, claiming me, marking me, owning me.


Lunara Grimwald has spent her life as a pawn. Sold by her father to the cruel Alpha Alessio in a pact of revenge, she flees on her wedding day, escaping a fate worse than death. But freedom comes at a price. Lost in the forbidden forests of Romania, Lunara is struck by her first heat.

Enter Edric Eldoria. An ancient, powerful Alpha who has sworn off mates after a tragic past. When he finds the trembling Omega in his territory, he intends to capture an intruder. Instead, their wolves collide in a frenzy of instinct. In a moment of lost control, they accidentally mate, binding their lives and souls together.

Now, Lunara is trapped again—this time to a man who resents her existence but is forced to protect her. If she dies, he dies.

Kate Ellison was seven years old when a wolf pack supposedly burned her town to the ground and killed her family. That story built her — the Guild raised her on it, trained her on it, turned her into one of their sharpest weapons because of it.
It was a lie.
Ten years later, sent to infiltrate the very pack she was taught to destroy, Kate comes face to face with its Alpha, Jesse Calloway — and recognizes the scar on his collarbone as the twin of her own. He's not the monster who killed her family. He's the boy who pulled her out of the fire the Guild set to start a war.
Now Kate has six days to choose between the only family she has left — a grandmother held hostage by the man who orchestrated it all — and the man whose trust she has to betray to save her. Fire and wolves, the two of them. It's only a matter of time before the truth burns down everything either of them has left to lose.

"Strip her naked and throw her in a dog cage."
When Vincent Sterling gave the order, Serena clutched her stomach in despair: "I'm carrying your baby!"
Vincent just lit a cigarette, watching coldly as the bodyguard’s boot slammed into her belly. "Get rid of it. I don't want anything filthy."
That night, to avenge his childhood sweetheart, Vincent personally killed his own flesh and blood, trampling his wife—whom he had loved for ten years—into the mud.
Later, the truth came to light.
The so-called "infidelity videos" are AI-generated, and the manipulative woman's pain is self-perpetuated.
Seeing the signed divorce agreement and the blood-stained ring, the arrogant Vincent went completely mad.
He knelt in the pouring rain for three days and nights, begging her to come back.
This time, Serena sat in her wheelchair, gazing down at him with an icy, detached gaze.
"Vincent, I don't hate you, but I hate you for being filthy."

The Enforcement Corps hauled me out of my apartment in the middle of the night and dumped me at the Southside Precinct.

The subordinate I'd trained myself had scratch marks all over her neck and collarbone, and she was shaking so hard she could barely stay on her feet.

The second she saw me, she pointed and started screaming that my mate had raped her.

"Director Cordelia, I've always looked up to you. You can't sic your mate on me just because I disagreed with you in a meeting!"

My brain just went blank. Because I don't have a mate.

When Ellie went to see him with her pregnancy test in hand, she caught her Alpha husband with his ex .
"I'll NEVER let that wolfless rogue be the mother of my child. She's just a surrogate!"
Tears streamed down her face as she got in an accident and lost all her memories 💔.
Her friend says, "You almost gave up everything for that man..."
"Who? Me? Why?!" 😳
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His wife seemed different now, but he has no idea why.
She urges him, "Let's get a divorce! Now!" 😘
He grits his teeth, "No way!" 😡😡😡

So, have you ever heard that saying that you shouldn’t feed stray animals because they’ll follow you home? Turns out that rule applies to demons too…
I didn’t even KNOW he was a demon, but now he insists he owes me his life. The catch? He can’t leave until he “repays the favor,” meaning he’s stuck following me around like some demonic shadow. The good news is, he’ll have plenty of chances to repay me.
Except… I’m starting to wonder if I want him to leave. Especially when he gives me that look, the one that makes my heart race. It’s the kind of look that makes me think I might not mind being saved a little too much.
Sure, he has a tail, but there’s something about him I can’t shake. Maybe it’s the way his voice drops when he gets close, or maybe it’s just because he washes the dishes after dinner. Either way, I’m starting to get attached. Not that it matters because he’s leaving. I know better than to fall for a demon… Right?

Fae are the WORST. Here I am, minding my own business when bam, I get yanked into a summoning circle. Honestly, whoever thought summoning demons was a good idea should be shown why everyone fears demons. Even better? This Fae spells me so I can’t go home until I kill someone for him.
The someone he wants me to kill? The woman who saved my life. Not only is she good, but I can’t bring myself to hurt her. And the worst part? She’s half fae too, that’s just asking for trouble. Now, I’m stuck, bound by my own magic, protecting her, while trying to ignore how much I want to stay. But I can’t. I have to leave eventually. Right?

Valorn had been planning the war for years.
Their greatest general already knew that Eldara's army could not be defeated on a battlefield — not as long as one man was standing at the front of it. So instead of attacking the wall, they went looking for the crack.
They found it.
His name was Dane.
Recruited when the war begins, Dane becomes, through brutal training and shared missions, the soldier Captain Rhett trusts above all others. His right hand. The one Rhett risks everything to protect when a spy mission behind enemy lines nearly costs them both their lives.
But Dane has been carrying wounds.
Three of them. Each one small. Each one unintentional. Each one left to fester in silence — until Valorn knocked on the door that offense had already unlocked.
He told himself it was justice.
He did not tell himself the truth.
What follows is the story of a nation built from nothing by one ordinary man's extraordinary vision and how that nation was not destroyed by its enemies, but from the inside, by one soldier's unhealed heart.
The enemy that destroyed Eldara never wore Valorn's uniform.
It wore Eldara's own colors. It had Eldara's own name.
It was called offense.

“Run, little omega, but I will always find you… and when I do, I will break your pretty little legs, and you will like it, because you are sick and only I know what exactly to give you to make you feel good,”
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Riven never meant to summon him but one drop of his blood awakens Kael Veyne— the Phantom Alpha.

A predator worshipped like a god, feared like a monster.

Now Riven’s first heat burns out of control. Hunted, pinned, claimed, he learns the truth: resisting Kael might kill him… but surrendering will ruin him.

Because Kael doesn’t want love. He wants ownership. And Riven? He wants more than survival… he wants to bind the Alpha himself.
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Trigger Warning:
Breeding kink, choking, spanking, biting, dub-con/CNC, obsession, stalking, predator/prey dynamics, violence, stalking, fear play, somnophilia, blood, graphic language, explicit sexual content, psychological manipulation, bdsm, obsession and possession.
If you crave soft romance, turn back.
If you crave obsession and ruin, welcome to Kael’s world.

The floodwaters rushed into the basement, trapping my sister Isabella and me in the surging currents.

My brother, a former Navy SEAL, smashed through the window. Without a second of hesitation, he secured the rescue rope around Isabella.

"You're a good swimmer, figure your own way up! Isabella can't take the cold, I have to get her out first!"

He abandoned me and turned to hoist the rope, accidentally kicking away the only wooden crate keeping me afloat.

Once Isabella was pulled up, she reached down and slid the outer latch, deadlocking the only vent grate.

The floodwaters instantly swallowed me whole. Mud and debris violently surged into my mouth and nose. I was drowned alive.

It's fall break, and Mom and my sister Della Sinclair are visiting me at St. Julian's Academy.

The South Campus Arctic Biome is a landmark the Sinclair family funded years ago. It's filled with the rare arctic flowers Mom and Della have always loved. Every single time they visit, they have to go in.

That's when Kiley Croft, the girl Fletcher Waverly grew up with, pulls what she calls "a little prank." While no one's paying attention, she locks the door from the outside panel and pushes the temperature controls to maximum.

The people inside are trapped. They burn to death.

Kiley runs to Fletcher in tears, and instead of calling 911, he pulls her close and tells her:

"Hey. It's okay. It was an accident. This isn't on you."

He doesn't call me until the fire trucks show up.

"Blythe, the biome caught fire. Your mom and your sister are trapped inside."

I spin around.

Della is right next to me, sniffling and complaining about her cold. Mom is passing her tissues.

They're both completely fine.

Then who the hell is in there?

Everyone knew Ethan Blackwood and I were Professor Richard Hartwell's two proudest students. From childhood easels to Columbia studios, inseparable for over a decade.

Everyone assumed we'd get married, stand together on the Pritzker stage someday. Until he fell in love with Sophia Crane, daughter of our mentor's academic rival.

I let him go. Love isn't something I can design.

But I never thought he'd destroy our mentor's entire life for her.

Five years later, he's back in New York riding high on his success, excited to "make amends" with Professor Hartwell.

I laugh.

Go ahead, Ethan Blackwood. You'll spend the rest of your life searching.

Alisson Rivera hates sports, athletes, and, most of all, all the chaos that comes with them. But when her best friend asked her to go to the Boston Harbor Rebels game in her place, she couldn’t say no. What she didn’t expect, however, was that she would end up witnessing something she wasn’t supposed to.

By the next morning, rumors are spreading, and the already fragile reputation of the ice hockey team’s star begins to crack.
Intense, unstable, and, they say, "someone who doesn’t know how to take things seriously", Tristan McKenna has the chance to prove the world wrong about him… but at the cost of his privacy, living for one hundred days with the most interesting, sharp-tongued girl he has ever met.

When the cameras are turned on and their every move is recorded, will secrets, hidden sides, and buried wounds still remain hidden from the public eye?

Charlotte Hayes never dreamed of becoming Mrs. Hawthorne.
After a life-changing night left her pregnant, Ethan Hawthorne was forced to marry her to take responsibility for their unborn child and protect the Hawthorne family's reputation. But the marriage Charlotte believed would be the beginning of a happy family became the beginning of her nightmare.
Inside the Hawthorne Mansion, she was treated not as a wife, but as a servant. Every day, she was humiliated, overworked, and starved by the Hawthorne family. To make matters worse, her former best friend, Vanessa Caldwell—the woman the Hawthorne family had always wanted Ethan to marry—slowly took her place and stole her husband's heart.
When Charlotte uncovered the secrets of the Shadow Circle, a powerful organization controlling the country's biggest corporations, she became a threat they couldn't afford to leave alive. Before she could expose the truth, she was murdered in a staged accident.
But death was not the end.
Charlotte opened her eyes in the body of Olivia Whitmore, the sole heiress of Whitmore Enterprises, who had also died under mysterious circumstances on the very same night.
This time, she won't return to fight for love. She'll return to uncover the truth, destroy the people who ruined her life, and seek justice for both herself and Olivia.
But what happens when the man who once abandoned her falls in love with her all over again... without realizing that the woman he's desperately trying to win back is the very wife he once failed to protect?
When Ethan finally learns the truth, will regret be enough to win Charlotte back... or has he already lost her forever?

By an accident, she became the glamorous daughter of Ocean family. When the real daughter comes back, she, as the false daughter, she neatly leaves this time. After being bullied by them, she decides to take what was taken from her past life and holds it firmly in her own hands. Dealing the bitch, kicking cheating philandering men, then goes to the top. She thought she would be alone all the time, but she never thought there is lifetime love awaiting for her...

When the debate is evenly matched, it's called discourse.
When you drag a socially anxious mess who can barely string together a coherent sentence onto the judgment platform of Ivy League elites—that's public execution.
My name is Scarlett Hayes. Ten minutes ago, if anyone had told me I'd be standing in a two-thousand-seat auditorium, pointing at Arthur—the nation's debate king—and shredding his logic to ribbons, I would've told them to see a shrink.
But right now, that sketchy pink energy shot I slammed down is surging through my bloodstream like molten adrenaline.
And that logic engine—the one that's been dead for twenty years, paralyzed by fear—just roared back to life.

I thought my husband was cheating, so I followed him to catch him in the act, only to witness him kill someone on our wedding anniversary.

His hands were still covered in blood when he touched my red hair and asked me what was wrong.

Was he the legendary "Red Hair Reaper"?

When the police came knocking the next day, I told them everything.

But they would never know—even the murder I "witnessed" that night was nothing but a performance staged for them from beginning to end.

To stop the merfolk from being slaughtered, I went ashore to seduce the boy I grew up with — Lucian Voss, now one of the world's top scientists.
He still had feelings for me. He kept me in his bed for seven days and seven nights, refusing to let go.
I woke from the haze of pleasure to a pair of pliers prying the scales off my back.
Lucian watched me arch in agony, his expression ice-cold.
"Mermaid scales can repair genetic defects. You don't mind sharing a few, do you?"
"After all, what your kind owes me is worth far more than a handful of scales."
Two years. For two years I watched him marry another woman.
He held my kind's lives over my head and forbade me to leave. Every few days, he'd pry the scales from my spine, grind them into powder, and feed them to his new wife Vivienne to strengthen her body.
He shackled my ankles and ordered me to stay up all night washing his bedsheets. I had to kneel outside their bedroom door, motionless, listening to them together until dawn.
When Vivienne got pregnant, she started complaining about the color of the scale powder.
"Honey, these last few have been so dull. Is she running out?"
Lucian glanced at me.
The look on his face — he was counting. Calculating how many scales I had left.
He hated me to the bone, yet every time I nearly passed out from the pain, he was the one who pulled me off the floor. Forced medicine down my throat, fingers clamped around my jaw until I swallowed.
"You're counting on the fact that I still care about you. So tell me — where are my parents?"
I stayed silent and let the contradiction hang there.
It wouldn't matter soon. I wouldn't have to keep that secret much longer.
A mermaid who stays on land for three years without returning to the sea will die. No exceptions.
And I had three days left.

“Are you making an offer?”
“Careful, Charmeze, you are playing with a fire that will burn you to ashes. ”
She had been one of the best waitresses who had served them during the Thursday meetings. He is a Mafia boss and a vampire.
He had liked having her in his lap. She felt soft and round in all the right places. He had liked it too much, which had become clear, as Millard had called her over to him. Vidar’s instinct had been to object, to keep her in his lap.
He took a deep breath and took another hit of her scent. He would ascribe his behavior during the night to the long time he had been without a woman, or a man, for that. Maybe his body was telling him it was time to indulge in some depraved behavior. But not with the waitress. All his instincts told him that would end up being a bad idea.


Working at 'The Red Lady' was the salvation Charlie needed. The money was good and she liked her boss. The only thing she stayed away from was the Thursday club. The mysterious group of hot men that came every Thursday to play cards in the back room. That was until the day she didn't have a choice. The moment she laid eyes on Vidar and his hypnotic ice-blue eyes, she found him irresistible. It didn't help that he was everywhere, offering her things she wanted, and things she didn't think she wanted but needed.
Vidar knew he was gone the moment he saw Charlie. Every last instinct he had told him to make her his. But there were rules and the others were watching him.

Nalzen Villarreal is the epitome of beauty.
Behind that beautiful face is a darker side of her.
She is a spoiled brat daughter from a rich family.
Her parents died, leaving a last will and testament.
Stating that she needs to get married to inherit their Company.
Her boyfriend Nathan is not yet ready to marry her.
Then she found the perfect Husband for Rent that will turn her life upside down...
Aaron Montgomery, who turned out to be the most famous International Multi- Billionaire Business Tycoon.
Meeting him, her life has never been the same again.
Is she ready for the twisted game of love?
Find out...

After being sold into slavery by her own mother, Umara is taken to the capital of the Kurani Empire where she will be rescued by whom she believes to be a prince.

The long journey and the hardships make him lose consciousness and when he wakes up he finds nothing more and nothing less... than in the Emperor's harem!

Trying to stand by her beliefs, she will be involved in a series of dangerous events, as she accidentally discovers that someone is trying to poison the emperor and his wives.
She earns the enmity of Lady Cassandra, the Emperor's first wife, who will try by all means to get rid of her.

For three years Theo Callahan endured the wrath of his wealthy in-laws, the Whitmores, after being blacklisted and exiled from his chosen profession, journalism. Fortune smiled on him as he found a secret room in the mansion where he found evidence of their generational crimes, including the murder of his own uncle. Theo is paid off with hush money and goes into the shadows, constructing a new empire. But when a mysterious, highly skilled tech partner enters his life, Theo gains the leverage to finally strike back. However, betrayal lurks in the shadows. What will Theo do when his closest ally colludes with his enemies, costing him half his fortune? Find out in this gripping story of betrayal, greed, two-front warfare, and ultimate redemption.

Luana Andrade, a determined university student, sees her world crumble when her scholarship is suddenly canceled. Without means to continue her education, she returns to her family's flower shop, vowing revenge against Fred Oliver, the man who took her chance at success.
Fred proposes an unlikely contract: Luana will pretend to be his girlfriend to make his ex-fiancée jealous, and in return, he will help her continue her studies.

My locker door swings open and the hate mail tumbles out like confetti from hell. Murderer's daughter. Your dad killed kids. Die like them.
Three weeks since the news broke, and they just keep coming.
I'm on my hands and knees, frantically shoving the notes into my backpack while the hallway erupts in laughter. Sarah steps over me like I'm roadkill.
The first time I drowned, I thought it was an accident. The second time, I thought I was losing my mind. But by the third time—watching Blake's lifeless body sink next to mine in that chlorine-burning water—I finally got it. Time isn't moving forward. It's stuck, like a broken record, spinning back to the day Blake could still dive like an Olympic champion, before the accident stole everything from him.
This time, I won't let him jump in after me.
I have to save Blake from me. But I'm drowning in more than just pool water, and I don't know how to surface. I don't know how to stop this endless loop of death and guilt and love that's killing us both, over and over again.
How do you break a curse when you're the one who cast it?

I've been with Michael for five years, stood by him as he clawed his way up from nobody to mafia boss.

He promised me we'd get to city hall and make it official once he made it to the top, and today's supposed to be the day we finally register our marriage.

He's already postponed our registration eight times before because of his first love, Yvaine Price.

This is attempt number nine, and I'm not giving him a tenth.

Landon Rhodes and I grew up together, both dreaming of becoming top chefs. But I knew he was the one with a palate kissed by God.

So when Rowan Stone, this street-rat punk, got her claws into him, I took the drinks, the smoke, the slaps for him. When he wanted to skip the National Young Chefs Competition to stay with her drunk ass, I dragged him back to the culinary lab.

He won the championship, got recruited by a three-star Michelin restaurant, graduated and made millions. I became the most invisible prep cook in his kitchen.

Until Rowan wrapped her car around a pole during one of her episodes, and he lured me into a basement.

"This is all your fault! If you'd minded your own damn business, she'd still be alive!"

His foot came down on my right hand. Bones cracking. My fingers ground to pulp.

All those 5 AM trips to the fish market for him. All those nights watching stock simmer for forty-eight hours straight. All the praise he soaked up at final practicals. My sacrifices, and all I got in return was his hatred.

"These worthless hands that can only cut vegetables deserve to rot in the ground with her."

The pain swallowed me whole.

When I wake up again, I'm back to that afternoon when he said he was going to the bar to find her.

This time, I won't stop him.

He took a mouthful and pampered my bare nipples with his tongue, sending waves of pleasure and sweet torture to me. I felt like I was floating in mid-air. Never had I felt this amount of sexual satisfaction and I wanted more.

He moved his hand to my thighs and rubbed them very close to my womanhood. He could feel the heat coming from between my thighs and he intended to cool me down, As soon as he touched my parts, a gasp escape my lips. His hands felt like magic.

"I want you, Peter, now," I said with urgency, unable to hold on any longer.


【Set in the early eighties】
The strong and beautiful Sharon Thompson spends most of her adult life running away from the devilish Addicus James Worthington; a man who adopted and raised her as a child. She uncovers the horrible truth about him and his sole purpose in life becomes to find her and kill her which causes her to run for years...until he finally found her. With the help of Peter Cooper; a lonely widower who falls for her and some friends she makes along the way, can she manage to avoid being caught in the deadly snare of her hunter or will all her running be in vain? Find out!

[WORD COUNT: 180000 - 60000]
[COVER DESIGN: Otis Bright]

“I’ve lived with that guilt every single day.”

Lila swallowed hard. Her world felt disoriented with memories of her sister, the lingering grief, the recent attacks all blended into a suffocating haze.

Beckett continued, quieter now. “I am twenty-six years old. Young and naive as a professor. And this campus...” He gave a hollow laugh. “It’s full of people who would love to get rid of me. Students who resent strict grading. Colleagues who think I got my position too early. Some who believe I’m arrogant. Some who simply don’t like me.”

His eyes sharpened, steady but tired. “So yes. Anyone could be the killer. And anyone could be trying to frame me. Or frame Damian. Or frame anyone close to this case.”

Lila’s heartbeat grew loud in her ears.

Her mind raced.

Damian said Beckett wasn’t the killer. Mara said Beckett was suspicious.
Mercer said Beckett was dangerous.

At Halden University, the murders follow a deadly rhythm, one red-haired girl every month, each found with a single rose placed in her hand, each killing more vicious than the last.

Lila Rowan arrives a year after her sister’s death, determined to uncover what the police can’t: the identity of the Rose Killer. But the deeper she digs, the more her world begins to tilt. Her sister’s voice slips into her dreams, repeating a warning Lila can’t ignore:

He’s charming. He’s handsome. And he never lets go.

Now every man around her feels like a threat.
The professor whose gaze lingers a heartbeat too long.
The best friend who is trying to protect her.
The other male students who claim to know her sister.

The roses keep appearing.
The bodies keep escalating. And someone is watching Lila, waiting for their moment to strike.

Accidental Marriage with the Mafia Lord

"I wanted to discuss the arrangement between you and your brother." He told her letting his fingers graze the bare skin of her shoulder.

"Okay, so what's the deal then?" She asked giving him a confused look.

"Are you aware of the amount that he owes?" Josiah asked her.

"He said he took out around ten k. I've been able to get about a thousand a week back to the guy so there is only about four thousand left." She said with a shrug.

"Yes, but the thing is, since he was getting repaid regularly, the guy reupped his loan. Your brother borrowed another ten k two days ago. So now there is a total of 14k outstanding on the debt." Josiah said, watching her carefully for her reaction.

"Are you freaking kidding me?!" She finally whirled to face him, her tone furious.

Josiah didn't respond, just watched the vision of her standing in front of him clad in nothing but an almost see through bra and thong with stockings and garter belt. She was standing before him with her hands on her hips, her breasts heaving from her agitated breaths. He quite forgot himself and just stared at her for a moment. She was a very beautiful woman, and he couldn't deny he liked seeing her angry. For a moment she just stared back at him, then seemed to remember herself and retreated across the room to try and compose herself. He let her have her space for the time being.

"So, what do you want from me? "

"Simple, you marry me, I forgive your brother's debts and keep him from doing anything else stupid like getting involved with anyone else," Josiah said.

"Don't come near her again. That is a warning you must not transgress."
"Who the hell you are to say that, huh?!"
Darth stepped closer. "Because she's mine. And I don't share my property with anyone."
"Don't look at him. I'm just here," Darth stated gently to me.
UNHESITANTLY, Darth kissed me


As the wheel of fate keeps rolling, two lovers in the previous life meet again.

Hera, a painter who was crazy for wolgans since her childhood. She liked to collect everything about wolgans for no reason, just like wolgan is part of her life and she couldn’ t live without it. Among all of the wolgans, she picked the red wolgan most. One day, she came to met a new man in the town and something magical happened.

Darth Lancelot, the red dragon-wolf better known as red wolgan—a werewolf with dragon blood, has been stuck in the mortal world for two hundred years. Somehow he keeps being summoned by a human girl to save her from danger. And he found that he was deeply attracted by the girl and felt jealous when someone else stood beside her.

She is his property.
And he doesn't share his property with anyone

PLEASE NOTE THAT IT'S A DARK FANTASY AND NOT FOR YA Everyone in Paegeia knows that only one Rubicon dragon lives at a time. If more than one, they will destroy Paegeia and eventually the rest of the world as they crave that constant power for dominance. Blake Leaf is this era's Rubicon, and is destined for grate things if his darkness can be won. Darkbeam Part 1 follows the story of the Rubicon and how he tries to keep his beast, the darkness, at bay.

Twenty-nine-year-old Blair Walker is a girl with a plan, or more a girl with a list. A list of dos and don'ts to live the perfect life, land a dream career, and marry Mr. Right. But when Blair loses her job and gets dumped by her boyfriend all in one day, she starts to wonder if she's had it all wrong. And what better way to find out than experience everything the list forbade? Never Lie Never Pick a Fight Never Make a Scene Never Make the First Move Never Make Impulse Decisions Never Mix Business and Pleasure... With hilarious consequences, Blair will discover some items are trickier to tick off than she'd thought... First Comes Love is a series of interconnected romantic novels. However, each book in the series can be read as a standalone novel.

Eliot and Revean must face the sins of their fathers and hope that at least one of them survives. Our parents decided our future long before we were born. We have no say in what happens now.
Well, she doesn't, because she's mine. I will make her pay for what was taken from me.
All her dreams of a normal life are about to vanish. Replaced by a nightmare from hell. Death might be her best option.
But I won't let that happen. I'll get my pound of flesh. I'll make her suffer.
I am the devil she thinks I am.
So why do I find myself starting to worry about her.

21+ is not for teenagers or children.

"Don't blame me if... argh!" Nick growled, desperate. "Fuck off!"

"If what?"

"If that thing goes in by accident, you know it's a risk, Vanilla," Nick growled as Vanilla teased him more and more.

The girl felt soft and squishy and warm, Nick could feel her. Vanilla teased Nick, even more, rubbing it gently while groaning and kissing the corners of Nick's lips again and again.

"Nick... I... I seem have changed my mind."

Nick caught his breath. "Vanilla, if you keep moving there's a chance it will get lost inside."

"He won't get lost unless you lead him."

"Vanilla, it's not fucking jokes."

Nalzen Villarreal is the epitome of beauty. Behind that beautiful face is a darker side of her. She is a spoiled brat daughter, from a rich family.
When both of her parents died. She was surprised by their last will and testament. Stating that she needs to get married in order to inherit their Company.
Her boyfriend Nathan is not yet ready to Marry her. Then she found the perfect Husband for Rent that will turn her life upside down… Aaron Montgomery turned out to be the most famous International Multi- Billionaire Business Tycoon.
Meeting him, her life was never been the same again.
Is she ready for the twisted game of love?

In the mist-choked Appalachian valley of Red Hollow, Wren Calloway lives a quiet life tending bees alongside her enigmatic father—until their hives fall suddenly, unnaturally silent. When her father vanishes without a trace, he leaves behind a hidden journal that reveals a devastating truth: their family is part of an ancient lineage bound to contain the Reeping, a supernatural force born from the mountain’s accumulated grief.

As the Reeping begins to stir, Wren learns it is not a creature to be fought, but a wound in the world—one that feeds on sorrow and threatens to consume everything if left unchecked. Following her father’s final clues, Wren and her closest friend Caleb descend into the abandoned Blackwood Colliery, where reality fractures and the mountain itself begins to speak.

Inside the Heart of the Mountain, Wren discovers the truth of the Guardians: they do not destroy the Reeping—they become vessels for it, absorbing its grief to preserve the balance between the living world and the ancient power beneath it. Faced with the weight of her inheritance, Wren must choose between a life of her own… or a sacrifice that will bind her to the mountain forever.

As Wren merges with the Reeping, she transforms its hunger into something new—reshaping it from a force of destruction into one of protection. Red Hollow begins to heal, its long-held darkness lifting at last.

But peace comes at a cost.

He owns me.

Not as a man owns a woman—as a master owns property. Legally. Completely. Efrem Mustafin, leader of one of the five Rings, the most dangerous man I have ever stood beside, and the only thing standing between me and a death sentence.

My name is Alaki Bea Miller. In the ground above, they call me something else: X.

That's what they call us—the inferior. The ones whose only crime is the blood in our veins. In this world, it is illegal to carry more than one bloodline, and I carry the proof of it in mine. I am not a person here. I am not human. I am an abomination, a flaw the system was built to erase.

So when Efrem saved my life, he could only do it one way the law would allow. He took me as property.

Before the watching eyes, I submit. I lower my head. I belong to him.

In private, it was only ever supposed to be pretend.

He says my word means nothing against his. That without him, I have no rights, no protection, no future. I know he’s right. And I can’t tell you when it stopped bothering me. Because the scariest part—the worst part—isn’t the facade. It’s that somewhere along the way, I stopped pretending. The surrender I was performing became real. And he, the man who could lose everything for owning me, risks all of it anyway.

Master Efrem Mustafin, he is.

Subject Alaki Bea X, I was.

My name is Alaki Bea Mustafin.

And in this world, I am Mustafin.

Millie’s world is small and safe. It revolves around her parents and her two childhood best friends, Daxton and Sammy. They are her constant, her comfort, her definition of home. To her, that’s all she’ll ever need.
Or at least, that’s what she tells herself. Because deep down, she has always believed she would never be enough to be chosen.
Then Alan moves in next door. Raised by a single mother, Alan has spent his life earning everything the hard way. He has ambition, discipline, and a future built with his own hands.
But there’s one thing he’s never had…a real childhood... and someone who stays. And when he sees Millie, surrounded by laughter and warmth, he knows he’s found what he’s been missing.
He doesn’t just want to be part of her world. He wants her. Slowly, patiently, he begins to break through her walls.
For the first time, Millie feels something unfamiliar, something terrifying—Love.
But just when she starts to explore these newly felt feelings, everything changes.
Daxton, her protector, her closest friend, the one who has always stood by her, confesses his deep-seated feelings for her.
Now Millie stands at a crossroads she was never prepared for.
The boy who feels like home…Or the one who makes her want more.

Hannah is young and beautiful, but the part about being beautiful, she doesn't quite believe. And she's stuck in Denmark. The plan had been to move to England and study. Instead, she has moved back in with her parents to take care of her sick father who has had a stroke. Hannah works in the family business, which is run by her uncle, Filip. Hannah has no time for friends or love, until she literally throws herself at the handsome and charming William Black. But the encounter with William is complicated. Hannah has no room in her life for complications, but she's having a hard time containing herself when it comes to the annoying and controlling Mr. Black.

Born into a legacy of power, privilege, and bloodshed, she’s known only a life behind mansion gates—where even friends are assigned, choices are made for her, and cake for breakfast is a normal dilemma. But when her family arranges a marriage with a stranger from a rival empire, she decides it’s time to break free. Dressed as a servant, identity erased, she climbs the wall that separates her from the world she's never known.
But freedom comes at a cost.
Just as she’s about to leap into the unknown, the night ignites in flames and screams. Her home burns. Her family falls. And from her perch above it all, she watches in horror as the only life she’s ever known is destroyed.
"Mummy!" she cries, but no one hears her.
Because she was never meant to escape—she was meant to disappear.
A coming-of-age mafia thriller where one girl’s quest for freedom collides with a brutal betrayal, and survival becomes her only choice.

As Isadora's belly swells with the weight of the soon-to-be Alpha King's unborn child, she overhears a heartless conversation between him and his beta, where he cruelly refers to her as nothing more than a disposable tool and "sex toy" to bear his heir. Crushed and
shattered, Isadora makes a daring
escape into the shadows of the
untamed wilderness, with his unborn baby in her womb threatening his ascension, hell breaks loose.

The story of Isadora, a woman who gets betrayed and disappointed multiple times by her mate, unfortunately for her, she is pregnant for him, but he's only concerned with pack matters and ascending the throne of Alpha king.

Would she give up on him, runaway and reject him out of frustration and fear, or would her mate forsake the alpha king title he desperately desires and love her back?

After I got pregnant with my second child, our two foster kids turned into monsters.
Ten-year-old Silas started hiding crushed glass in my prenatal meals. His eight-year-old sister, Lyra, would stand outside my door at night, whispering, "Die, Vivienne. It's your time to die."
When Silas violently shoved me toward the stairs, I packed their bags, ready to send them back to the agency.
But my five-year-old daughter, Elodie, clung to them, begging me through tears.
Foolishly, I relented. I let them stay.
Shortly after, I lost my baby.
I closed my eyes in absolute despair—only to open them and find myself back on the exact day I discovered I was pregnant.

Xie Yijin hated me more than anyone in this world.

He called me vicious as a scorpion, said I schemed about everything, stole all that belonged to Lin Wanwan, and destroyed the one he held dearest.

Xie Yijin shielded Lin Wanwan tightly behind him.
The eyes that once looked at me with such tenderness were now frozen over with unmelting ice.
He pointed straight at me, every word cutting like a blade:

"Shen Zhiyi, why don’t you just die?!"

I froze in place, my fingertips ice-cold.
Unconsciously, I still clutched that crumpled, yellowed candy wrapper.

He had given it to me when he was seven years old,
saying that when I grew up, he would marry me
and buy me candies for the rest of my life.

But now…
he only wanted me dead.