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Many years ago, when dragons ruled the skies, the dragons lived in peace with the humans until one day, a greedy King went to the mountain and he killed a few of the dragons who lived on the mountain. Suddenly, Leila, a sorceress who had befriend the dragons, put a stop the killings by cursing the King to become a dragon for all eternity. To break the curse that was placed upon him, he had to fall in love with a woman who showed no fear towards him and his dragon form. The Dragon King searched high and low for the woman that was supposed to love him but, he failed and he decided to give up the search. Many years passed and everyone believed the dragons were extinct but, unaware to them they still existed but only in their human forms thanks to Leila's enchantment. One day, a college student called Amelia Saumoux, took a trip to Whitebrook Castle where the Dragon King once lived before he was cursed by Leila until the dragon appeared and he kidnaps her and he brought her back to the Skyscraper where he resides and he decided to hold her prisoner. What was going to happen to Amelia? Will she fall in love with the Dragon King?

Submitting to the lead singer

Tamia is a shy, ordinary girl living in Los Angeles, often teased by her peers because she's not up on the latest trends.

A trip to the mall with her friends turns into a chance encounter with the lead singer of a boyband (Jason Draper)- but Tamia has no idea who he is.

The two become fast friends, as Jason is relieved to meet someone who doesn't know anything about his fame. But what happens when Jason's identity is revealed?

*This story is told from two points of view.

She was raised without her parents. Her only aunt was by her side through thick and thin. As a result, many people misunderstand her attitude. She was fearless and unafraid. She prefers to have fun than take life seriously. But her life was changed when she met an elderly billionaire.

Worse, they had a one-night stand because they were both drunk and lost. Her old habit vanished when the man suddenly pursued her. So she had no choice but to hide in order to avoid being discovered by the old man who was still looking for her. But, as fate would have it, her friend was the daughter of the man who was looking for her.

He is 50 years old and the father of three children. His wife left him for reasons he couldn't understand. He wants to remarry but cannot find the right woman for him. Because most of the women he was with were preoccupied with his wealth and money. They each have a different outlook on life and how to take a stand. Will they ever get together? Or is it something that happened to them that they will only remember?

“Get away from me,” Aria said, her voice unsteady.

Aston didn’t move away. No, he leaned in, the blade she held against his neck piercing through just enough to draw a thin line of red.

He smiled.

“Careful, my lady,” he murmured. “Your hands are shaking.”

Her grip tightened on the hilt.

“Now look at him,” Aston continued softly. “Look at your son… and tell me whose eyes he has.”

There was absolute silence.

“Your stepbrother’s?” His smile sharpened. “Or the man that claimed you that night?”

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Five years ago, all Aria wanted was for her stepbrother, Liam, to say “take my hand” and defend her. Instead she woke up in his bed; drugged, disgraced, and left to carry the blame and the label of a ‘whore’.

Now she’s back with a child, but to regain her reputation, she has to marry Aston Beaumont, a ghost with a million layers, a murderer, and the man about to betray her grandfather.

It should have been simple.

Save her grandfather. Restore her reputation. Then leave. That is, until her stepbrother returns, not with guilt or shame, but with obsession, dangerously wanting her back like he never let her go.

And the more he pushes, the more dangerous Aston becomes.

Because Aston Beaumont doesn’t chase.

He takes.

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS GRAPHIC SUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR EASILY DISTURBED BY MATURE THEMES.
BLURB:
“Oh…” I moaned before I could stop it. “Sorry…” I whispered steadying myself, but what he said next knocked the breath from me.
“I’m sorry, Sienna. I couldn’t hold it anymore.”
He grabbed me and lifted me onto the nearest freezer. His lips crashed into mine, hot and hungry. My stomach twisted with excitement.
I moaned into his mouth, my fingers tangling in his hair. Our tongues moved fast, like we were devouring each. I lifted my hips from the freezer, rubbing my soaked puy against his hard groin. My jumpsuit clung to my body, thin enough to feel everything.
“Sienna…” he groaned.
“Please… touch me,” I whispered against his mouth.


One night, one forbidden taste.
She sucked off a stranger in a dark club, recklessly.
What she didn’t know? He was her fiancé’s father.
What he didn’t know? She was his future daughter-in-law.
But then they met again, in daylight, around family. The fire was still there, burning hotter than ever, even though everything around them said “NO” to continue.
He knew he was off-limits. She knew she should have run. But when lust turned into obsession, could either of them stop before it destroyed them all?

Just imagine a woman with three hot boyfriends who want to f*k each other as much as they want to fuk her. Yup, that’s literally the book.... well, also with an obsessed stalker who wants her men gone so he would keep her for himself. -------- Expect: Steamy straight, gay, bi and every kind of sex, Messy threesomes and unapologetic foursomes, Voyeurism (because sometimes it’s hotter to just watch), and BDSM. ------ When Myla’s husband can’t give her what he used to after he got paralyzed in an accident—so he offers her something else instead: his two best friends, who also happen to be his old lovers. Now she’s tangled in a world of blindfolds, whispered orders, and three men who can’t stop touching her… or each other. But passion this dangerous comes with a cost. Especially when an obsessed stalker is willing to destroy everything to claim her for himself.

Camila and Caroline are identical twin daughters of Jack, the respected warrior commander of the Moonlight Pack. Camila, kind and dutiful, is the one betrothed to Alpha Michael, chosen to be his Luna.

Caroline, bold and reckless, is often jealous of her twin’s honor.

On the night of the marking ceremony, Michael, overwhelmed with lust and intoxicated, mistakenly sleeps with Caroline, marking her instead of Camila.

The entire pack believes Caroline is his true mate. Camila is humiliated before the pack — her engagement broken, her place usurped by her twin.

Feeling betrayed and discarded, Camila flees into the forbidden forest, where she collapses from exhaustion and despair.

Just imagine a woman with three hot boyfriends who want to fk each other as much as they want to fuk her. Yup, that's literally the book.... well, also with an obsessed stalker who wants her men gone so he would keep her for himself.
"If you want them, Myla—if you need what I can't give you, I won't stop you." Hayden's voice dropped, raw and quiet.
"You're my wife," he said. "But you're also a woman. And I'd rather see you touched by hands that I know love you, than watch you slowly wither waiting for something I may never give again."
When Myla's husband can't give her what he used to after he got paralyzed in an accident, he offers her something else instead: his two best friends, who also happen to be his old lovers. Now she's tangled in a world of blindfolds, whispered orders, and three men who can't stop touching her… or each other. But passion this dangerous comes with a cost. Especially when an obsessed stalker is willing to destroy everything to claim her for himself.
Expect: Steamy straight, gay, bi and every kind of sx, Messy threesomes and unapologetic foursomes, Voyeurism (because sometimes it's hotter to just watch), and bm.

"You still taste like sin," he growled, his lips brushing her ear.

Bonnie's breath hitched as his fingers slid beneath the hem of her silk blouse, grazing the lace beneath.

"Careful, J'onn," she whispered, her hips pressing into his thigh. "The last time you touched me like this, I ended up with more than ruined lipstick."

"Say the word and I'll ruin everything again," he rasped, pinning her against the wall, the heat between them reigniting like gasoline to flame. "Your mouth, your rules, Bonnie. But don't pretend you're not soaking wet just thinking about what I did to you on this desk."

"I don't ache," she lied, lips brushing his. "I plot."

And she wasn't lying.

He took her body. Then he erased her name.

Bonnie Shawn was never meant to fall for her boss. But one reckless night in J'onn Condex's penthouse office-filled with moaned promises, blistering desire, and a diamond ring slipped onto her trembling finger-changed everything.

Or so she thought.

By morning, the headlines weren't about their secret engagement.
They were about his wedding... to another woman.

Fired. Ghosted. Replaced.

He called her a mistake.
Denied ever touching her.
Treated her like a dirty secret swept under his marble floors.

But Bonnie didn't just walk away.
She carried his child.

Five years later, Bonnie is back- fiercer, ruthless, wrapped in power and stilettos. And she's not alone. The little girl beside her has his gray eyes and none of his shame.

Bonnie (smirking): "Remember me now, J'onn?"



J'onn (hoarse): "I never forgot. I tried. God help me, I tried."

Now, the billionaire who once discarded her is about to fall to his knees.
And this time, Bonnie's not just the girl he burned-
She's the flame.

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR EASILY DISTURBED BY MATURE THEMES.


"Oh…" I moaned before I could stop it.
"Sorry…" I whispered steadying myself, but what he said next knocked the breath from me.
"I'm sorry, Sienna. I couldn't hold it anymore." He grabbed me and lifted me onto the nearest freezer. His lips crashed into mine, hot and hungry. My stomach twisted with excitement.
I moaned into his mouth, my fingers tangling in his hair. Our tongues moved fast, like we were devouring each. I lifted my hips from the freezer, rubbing my soaked pussy against his hard groin. My jumpsuit clung to my body, thin enough to feel everything.
"Sienna…" he groaned. "Please… touch me," I whispered against his mouth.


One night, one forbidden taste. She sucked off a stranger in a dark club, recklessly. What she didn't know? He was her fiancé's father. What he didn't know?
She was his future daughter-in-law. But then they met again, in daylight, around family.
The fire was still there, burning hotter than ever, even though everything around them said "NO" to continue. He knew he was off-limits. She knew she should have run. But when lust turned into obsession, could either of them stop before it destroyed them all?

She was invisible in her own home. Now she's about to become untouchable.

For fourteen years, Queenie Vale has been a prisoner in her own mansion—a servant to the stepmother who stole her inheritance and the stepsister who delights in her pain. Framed for attempted murder and thrown out with nothing but the clothes on her back, Queenie faces an impossible choice: pay fifty thousand dollars in five days or go to prison for a crime she didn't commit.

Enter Jamal Devereaux—billionaire, enigma, and the most dangerous man she's ever met. His offer seems like salvation: a contract marriage that will give her the power to destroy her enemies and reclaim what's rightfully hers. But Jamal has secrets darker than the night, and his own thirst for vengeance runs deeper than she could ever imagine.

What Queenie doesn't know is that she's not just his contract wife—she's his ultimate revenge. Her father destroyed Jamal's family, and now he intends to start his payback with her.

But when enemies circle like vultures and bullets start flying, the line between hate and love becomes dangerously thin. In a world where trust is a luxury and betrayal is a weapon, Queenie must decide: Is the man who saved her life her greatest ally... or her most lethal enemy?

Some fairy tales are written in blood. This is one of them.

"Strip for me" the beastly alpha called, his voice echoed from his dark cell, causing a shiver to go down her body. She couldn’t fight the way her body reacts to him. Her n*****s harden from his touch.
"I can smell your wetness omega" he mutters, his hands tracing under her skirt till he feels up her wet jeweled folds, causing a hiss from her lips as his fingers push in. He whispers to he ears, a voice filled the dangerous promise "you are mine"
Elise Aldermen is the daughter of the Silvernight Pack's chief alpha. She has waited her whole life for her marriage ceremony, hoping it would be the best day of her life. However, she gets the shock of a lifetime when her betrothed coldly rejects her and makes her a slave after finding out her true origins, even though they were already bound.
Not.Not only is she claimed to be a bastard on her mating day, but she is also disowned and rejected by her pack and mate.
Elise's life turns into a nightmare as she is thrown into the dungeons as the cruel alpha's slave, only to be handed off to his greatest beastly champion, who dwells in the dark cells. Elise soon discovers that the beast she is now forced to be marked and bound to is more than a monster; this beastly alpha could also be her fated mate.

After dying in a meaningless accident, 28-year-old Korean ex-soldier and amateur chef Seo Jun-Ho is transmigrated into a brutal, merged world where Earth has been fused with an ancient tower system. Humanity is forced to climb endless mysterious Towers that appeared during the Great Collapse.
The world runs on "Essence", a system that rewards strength, crafting, taming, and conquest. Most people struggle just to survive the first 10 floors. Seo Jun-Ho discovers he has a unique "Primordial Palate" trait that lets him cook monsters and magical ingredients into dishes that grant permanent stat boosts, skills, and evolution paths. Combined with his military background and a rare Beast Sovereign class, he begins building something far greater than just personal power.
As floors grow deadlier and ancient secrets awaken, Seo Jun-Ho will cook, tame, conquer, and rise until even the gods of the system tremble before the Beast Sovereign.

I was sitting on my knees with my hands on my legs open. I was waiting naked for Sir in the middle of the room. When Sir came out of the bathroom, he was so happy with me which made me happy in return. Sir told me to thank him for what he was going to do with me tonight and I knew what that meant I mean I have played with a few Dominants in my time at the club. I unbuckled Sir’s trousers and unzip his zip when his pants fell down his dick was right in my face. Clearly Sir didn’t wear underwear. I sucked Sir to the best of my ability I could feel he was holding himself back I was sure he wanted to grab my head and fuck my face but clearly Sir had a lot of self-control. When he had enough, he helped me to my feet and walked me over to the St. Andrew’s cross where he bonded my arms and my legs. I loved the St. Andrew’s cross especially if I get flogged and that was exactly what Sir had in mind tonight. I told him my safe word which was Cupcake. Sir was surprised by the safe word but everything does have meaning in my life. He started to flog me it felt like heaven the flogger over my body. But Sir didn’t stop there he will flog me until my back is nice and warm then he will push his naked body against mine kissing me in my neck and biting my ear. He made me so horny. Then he will stop and start the flogging all over again, just harder every time. He played with my pussy and pushed me to the edge where I just wanted to fall over and cum but he will stop and start everything for the start. At some point I was starting to feel drunk and dizzy I wasn’t use to that feeling that is when I used my safe word Cupcake …. Sir and I talked about everything and why I used my safe word I told him I don’t like feeling out of control he excepted it for now he said. Then we played further, Sir could fuck he was definitely an experienced Dominant that knew how to fuck your brains out he fucked me until I came at least a few times before I passed out. I was supposed to take a phone that Sir wanted me to have for aftercare but I was afraid I’ll fall in love with Sir so while Sir was still sleeping, I sneak out of the room and left the cellphone. When I got home, I was upset with myself because I would have loved to see Sir again but know he was gone. Gone and I have no idea if I will ever see him again….

A few nights after the event at the club where I met Sir, I went with my dad to a welcome home party for one of his friends that came back to Las Vegas. Since my mother and brother’s death I’m always my fathers plus one not that we are very close but I have to do what is expected of me. My father is a very rich and influential man which I try my best not to be. Tonight’s welcome home party was one of those I really didn’t want to go to. I mean he is an old friend of my dad what on earth will I do. I was standing with my back to the group when my father’s friend joined us. When he spoke, I was sure I knew that voice, as soon as I turned around and my father introduce us all that came out of my mouth was Sir?.........

~ARJUN KASHYAP, 28 years Old, Co Owner of K&K CORPORATION, a multi billionaire company of India, A new emerging face among the herd of top Businessman of the World.

A VIRGIN BEAST. No one can double cross him. Who hates women around him But loose his Beastly heart to a Broken BEAUTY whom he loves to call JAAN (Life)..

PASHIKA SINHA, a 22 years old, A struggling and broken BEAUTY who is fighting with the Cruelty and the double standard of the world, unknowingly created a havoc in BEAST's life.

ARJUN: "You are Mine and I am Yours JAAN"

PASHIKA: "I am no one to you so stay away from me, You BEAST"

For ARJUN, it's Love at first sight but for PASHIKA, its Hate at first sight.

Two different souls from two different world clashed and their unconditional love with unexpected twists and turns reveals hidden truth and so many secrets from the past.

A complete roller coaster ride of BEAUTY and the BEAST.

....

Scarlett Taylor looked at the test report saying she had a last-stage cancer, and the news of her husband, Everett Robinson, and his ex-girlfriend Amelia Martin getting married soon, and her world crumbled.
At that moment, she realized that her three years of marriage and love for Everett were nothing more than a joke.
Clenching the test reports in her hand, Scarlett decided to give up on this loveless marriage and live the remaining days of her life for herself.
At the gate of the divorce office, Everett sneered, "Scarlett Taylor, I am waiting for the day when you regret this!"
Scarlett looked at him and smiled mockingly, "The only thing I will regret is marrying you!" and left.
Two months later when Scarlett came back, Everett kneel in front of him, begging, "Scarlett, I regret it, Please forgive me and let's get back together."
Scarlett looked at him and sneered, "Get lost! I don't know you!"

Twenty-two-year-old Scarlett "Scar" Justice thought she could hide forever behind fake names and stolen lives. But when killers track her to Chicago's deadliest neighborhood, she runs straight into the arms of the one man who could destroy her completely. Vincent "Viper" Capone is thirty-eight, ruthless, and heir to the most feared crime family in the city. He rules with bullets and blood, and his enemies don't live to see morning. When he saves Scar from assassins, he doesn't know she's the daughter of FBI Director Marcus Justice—the man sworn to bring down everything Viper has built. All Viper knows is that this mysterious girl with fire in her eyes makes him feel things he thought died long ago. As gang wars explode across Chicago and bodies pile up in the streets, their forbidden attraction becomes impossible to ignore. But in a world where love is weakness and trust means death, their secret romance could start a war that burns the entire city to ash. When the truth comes out, Viper must choose between his family's empire and the woman who stole his heart. And Scar must decide if love is worth betraying everything she's ever known—or if some secrets are too deadly to survive.

"Say it again," His hand travelled down to my belly, deliberate and sinful, threatening to touch places he shouldn't. "Tell me you still hate me."

"I hate you," my voice turned out weak, drowning by the desire that only him can give. "After tonight, I'll drag you to hell with me."

A sexy chuckle escaped from him as his tongue ran through my jaw. "Hell will be heaven as long as I'm with you."

Maeve Bloodmoon’s life was perfect—until a brutal purge under the Alpha King’s order turned her life upside down. With her family and whole pack dead by the hands of the man she trusted the most-—the King’s son—Maeve’s heart was crushed into pieces until it was nothing but speck of dust.

Years later, she returned. With a heart as hard as steel and a mind filled with revenge, Maeve infiltrated the palace. Hidden under a false name and an armor of a knight, she swore that every sword she yields will bring her to her goal: to avenge her pack, destroy everyone who ruined her bloodline, and usurp the throne.

But fate is never merciful. With her old lover and traitor being the high commander she needs to bow to, Maeve needs to make sure her mask won’t crack. Not when the strong bond that connects him to her refuses to die and threatens to shatter everything she has built.

Tessa gave up everything for her husband—her career, her family, her dignity—only to be discarded when his past walked back into his life.
Broken, she signs the divorce papers and leaves.

Years later, she returns as a woman the world kneels before and Smith realizes too late that the wife he broke has become the reckoning he cannot escape.

She's back powerful, untouchable, and unforgiving.

This time, she isn’t asking for love.
She’s collecting debts.

Do you have someone couldn’t forget in high school?
The boy who keeps disturbing you to attract your attention? You hate him a lot.
But several years later, you meet him again, will everything is the same as before or will the hate become love between your two?


When Hailey goes back home to the small town where she grew up for a vacation, she is expecting everything that a reunion could bring.

Meeting her parents again after a long time, had a happy time with her family, dealing with relatives she didn't like.

However, she wasn't expecting to meet Boris Stern again, the guy who had bullied her in high school.

And she definitely wasn't expecting a rollercoaster romance to begin.

“What do you think people would say if they found out you don’t have a dick?” Christian asked, his voice low and dripping with seduction. His hand pressed firmly against my crotch, fingers exploring the flat, unfamiliar emptiness there. A devilish smirk curved his lips. “Or if they discovered these voluptuous breasts you’ve been hiding so well?”
A strangled moan slipped from my throat as his hand slid under my shirt, his fingers brushing over my hardened nipples, teasing them with slow, deliberate strokes.
“Which do you think they’d call you?” he murmured, eyes gleaming. “A boy with tits… or a dickless little fraud?”
I stared into his hungry blue eyes, words failing me.
“The term you’re looking for is ‘girl,’” came Xavier’s smooth voice from the bathroom doorway. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him with a soft click, his gaze raking over me with open interest. “So tell me, little girl… what the hell is someone like you doing in an all-boys dorm?”
Christian’s smirk widened. “She wants to be devoured by boys like us.” His fingers gave my nipple one last firm pinch before he leaned in closer, breath hot against my ear. “And I’m more than happy to give her a taste.”

Twenty-two-year-old Nalira Voss is the best name-weaver in Zephyria, but she hates the Festival of Names. While the city celebrates, she works alone in her workshop, fixing broken names for people who never say thank you. Names are just tools, not miracles.
Then a stranger walks through her door with no name, no past, and no proof he even exists.
His name is Kairos, or at least, that is what she calls him. He is the erased heir of the Aether Consortium, Zephyria’s most ruthless family. They stole his name and scattered it across dimensional temples. Without it, he is slowly disappearing from the world.
"I don't need saving," he tells her.
"Good," she says, reaching for her magic thread. "Because I don't save people. I just fix names."
As Nalira hunts down his stolen name, she starts falling for the boy the world forgot. Then she learns the truth: speaking his name will erase her identity forever.
Now she faces an impossible choice: save him and lose herself, or walk away and lose him forever.
Some names are worth dying for. But is love worth erasing everything you are?

After two years of marriage, I humbled myself to the dust, only to be called "scheming" by him. In his eyes, I was just a woman who crawled into his bed through dirty tricks, using children as tools, never comparing to his pitiful "sister-in-law."

When he disgustedly tore my clothes and roughly pressed me down, I tremblingly told him: "I'm pregnant!" But he sneered, saying I was acting. Even after I lost the child, he was still happily chatting with the perpetrator's family.

Finally, I was tired and exhausted. All my love and endurance meant nothing to him.

When I threw the divorce papers in his face, I thought it was the end, but it was just the beginning. When he gripped my wrist tightly, pinned me against the car door, and sealed my lips with a punishing, possessive kiss, I shamefully felt something... What does this man really want?

Five years ago, Emma Holloway made the cruelest choice of her life—breaking the heart of the only man who ever truly loved her. She let him walk away without knowing the truth. Now? She’s broke, desperate, and hiding behind a fake name just to land a job.

Only it’s not just any job. It’s at Harrington Enterprises.

And her new boss?
Cole Harrington. The man she pushed away. The man who built an empire… and never forgot the woman who betrayed him.

Cole is colder now. Powerful, unreadable, and engaged to someone else. But when he sees her again—“Emily Grace,” as she now calls herself—he plays along. Smiling in public. Testing her in private. Pushing boundaries she’s too vulnerable to defend.

She needs the paycheck. He wants answers.
But neither of them are prepared for what happens when secrets start unraveling, and emotions long buried come roaring back.

Because Cole isn’t just back for business.

He’s back for closure.
Or revenge.
And maybe... her heart.

I sold myself to a monster to save my mom—and walked into a cage.

Kane Hellboud, charm and wealth personified, wanted only me in exchange for her treatment. No cameras, isolation, or noose-like rules were part of the deal. Behind his smile? Cold, violent possessiveness that destroyed our fake marriage.

Most of all, I didn’t know the supernatural walked among us, hiding in the cracks of ordinary life. Not until Abel Stone stepped into mine—dark-eyed, sharp-tongued, and oozing dangerous promises. He’s my new boss. He shouldn’t make my skin tingle or my pulse race. I shouldn’t feel this primal pull, this illogical recognition that tugs at something deep in my bones.

Around him, lights burst, electronics fry, and something ancient in me awakens.

Kane feels it. His grip tightens, punishments turn brutal, and he hides the truth of what I am.

Trapped between two powerful men, I’m no prey, no pawn—no helpless victim.

Prisons burn. Monsters bleed. As for me? I'm the storm in skin—deadly beyond suspicion.

Sing, Muse, of the queen who refused to be the price,
Born in a storm with fire in her fate, she burned the old device.
At seven motherless, at eight she climbed the tower’s height,
She saw the dragon’s smoke and chose a blade, not white.
Her name—Elaina, Visserland’s heir, a flame that would not kneel,
When the lords said “Woman unfit,” she broke their maze with words of steel.
The bishops cursed her for being profane, and she burned their book in the square’s light.
“The rite that lists daughters as tribute—that is the true sin and blight!”

TRIGGER WARNING!!! This is rated 18+. Alpha Parthe is as dark as described. If you are not into dark romance, please, in the name of everything holy...

Excerpt

"My breath just made you quiver," He leaned closer so that I could almost taste his breath, "...Then imagine what my tongue would do."

"I warned you not to play with fire if you are afraid of flames," He added, his voice hoarse with need.

My plump lips parted in response, "I am not afraid to burn for what I love." I had just stirred something in him that had lay dormant all his life.

"Then so be it... Princess."


She was an angel craving chaos. He was a demon craving peace. She knew he was hell, yet she chose to burn with him.

It takes a special kind of woman to handle his darkness and tame his demons.

Alpha Parthe comes from a bloodline of cursed Alphas. They are endlessly consumed by the need to track and kill prey and offenders, constantly plagued by the scent of blood.

The more they kill, the more they want to kill. It only gets worse on every full moon.

What happens when there is no prey to kill? They become a threat to their loved ones. No one mated to an Alpha from the Wild Wolf pack ever lived more than two years. And every Alpha from that lineage dies at thirty-three due to the curse.

Parthe, determined to let the curse end in his own lifetime, vowed never to have a mate nor bear a son. But these vows crumble the moment he crosses paths with a girl he considers 'little and insignificant.'

The fate of poor Luxuria of the Ash Mountain pack, who was set to marry the love of her life, Beta Kahel, takes a drastic turn when she finds out she was mated to this cursed Alpha, whom she dreaded with all her life.

What happens when his curse gradually begins to seep into Luxuria, the one woman who was meant to be his remedy?

All Ava ever wanted was a love that lasts, a good guy who'd hold the door, a guy who shows how much he loves her, and sees their future together through her eyes.

But when she got entangled in a web of lies, manipulations, and dangerous toxicity from her lover, she's forced to flee down to her small home town out of fear, a place where she believed he would never find her.

What happens when she overhears a scuffle outside her apartment, someone threatening a victim to pay off some certain debts?

She peeks through her door, and accidentally catches the deadly eyes of Jaxon Cross, her tattooed neighbor nextdoor...

Ava's life became darker, dangerous and far more complicated than she ever imagined.

Because sometimes, the real danger isn’t the man you escaped... It’s the one living next door.

TEASER~

"You really want to make it up to me?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.

I hesitated. "Maybe…?"

His lips brushed the shell of my ear as he murmured, "Maybe a good fuck would bright up my day, and put me in a good mood, Bambi."

TRIGGER WARNINGS: R/18, Stalking, Obsession, Explicit Violence and Intimacy. Readers discretion is advised.

Being a taboo makes it all the more exciting...


Three years ago, Joslyn Patel met a man whom her best friend had described as "sex on legs". Three years ago, Gabriel Reid met a woman whose smart mouth he'd hoped was as good at blowing as it was at retorting—it had been way more than he'd imagined, by the way.

Three years ago, sparks were ignited, their intertwined fate was set in stone and they had a night to remember.

Fast forward to two years later, Gabriel now has a girlfriend so he definitely shouldn't be thinking about the woman from that explosive night but he can't help that the memories were now imprinted on his mind... and perhaps another part of him.

Fate would have it that when Gabriel finally meets the best friend his girlfriend wouldn't stop talking about, she happens to be Joslyn, the mystery woman from two years ago. Tension brews between the two but nothing can be done about it.

Skip to the present; Gabriel is now single again and nothing stands between him and finally getting the woman he's spent three years wanting, but what happens when not long after he begins his chase, his divorced mother introduces a man her age as her new fiancé.

What happens when the man turns out to be Joslyn's father?

After all, a taboo relationship makes it all the more hot and exciting.

Savanna planned to surprise her boyfriend on the night of their first anniversary, and have sex with him, since he never had attempted even once to screw her up. With the help of her best friend Hariette, they planned to do it, but to her dismay, Gray ditched her and didn’t show up because according to him, his father let him work at the office till late hours. Savanna decided to have fun that night and have a girl’s night out with Hariette, but just like her boyfriend, she was not answering her phone as well.
She went alone to that famous nightclub in town and there she met the hottest and the most gorgeous man on earth. She poured all her frustrations from Gray over that stranger by having a one-night stand with him. She thought it was just like that. She thought they’d forget each other and never bumped each other’s world ever again after that incident. Until she met Gray’s best friend. Not only was Kaden Moore sinfully handsome and incredibly charming—he’s also the hot stranger she had a one-night stand with two days ago. Savanna and Kaden knew anything more than being civil with each other when Gray was around. But the more time they spent together, the more their connection became all-consuming and Savanna found herself forced to choose between her boyfriend and the billionaire best friend of her boyfriend, Kaden.

Madelyn Amenadiel's fate is sealed when the Moon Goddess mates her to Kieran Cormac, the ruthless pack leader responsible for slaughtering her family and burning her pack to ashes. Kieran Cormac cruelty knows no bounds as he brutally claims Madelyn's virginity, imprisons her in a dungeon, and only summons her to satiate his wolf's desires.

Fate had other plans for Madelyn as she escapes only to wonder into the rumored brutal and feared Lycan King who turns out to be her mate too.

Scared and scarred with wounds that run deep—the betrayal of her kind. Trust is not a luxury Madelyn can afford, when she finds out she is pregnant she sought to keep it from her new mate. But nothing is hidden under the sun forever.

What will Madelyn do? Keep the impossible secret from the Lycan King or give him the benefit of the doubt and tell him.

After telling him will he continue to love and care for her or cast her aside? When the power hungry Kieran Cormac finally finds out about his heir will he wage war against the the Lycan king in order to claim his child?

He was the outcast of his family, and the sole heir to the Wolf King's bloodline. Tempered by five years in prison, he had become the "Reaper Instructor," a name that made the underworld tremble. To uncover the truth behind his wife's brutal death, he returned to New York, only to find his family had set him up as the scapegoat. Behind the conspiracy of that year lurked a transnational mafia syndicate, a mysterious organization, and ancient bloodline experiments.
When the mafia kidnapped his brother, when mysterious assassins tried to erase all clues, when his former prison inmates knelt before him in allegiance—he tore off his disguise and bared his true fangs. This time, he would crush every dark rule in New York, washing the streets with the blood of every enemy who had harmed his loved ones, in the Wolf King's fury.
"I once granted this city peace. Now, it's your turn to taste fear."

Author's Note.

This project started few months as just a fragment of different imagination worth putting together to form an epic blockbuster novel.

I spent my days jotting down random scenes, became acquainted with the characters and their unique quirks: a 18 year old kid, an amiable charming girl that goes through pain, a 18 year old kid a creepy psychopath with obsessive compulsive disorder, a 19- year old loyal daring overconfident kid.

After so many months, I thought why don't I just edit and write the story already.

Now that's what am doing, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The day I died in a foreign country, my boyfriend was in the spotlight with another woman.

He's the man I built from nothing. Five years ago, I saved a broke orphan fresh out of college from the gutter. He said he wanted to be famous, wanted to make it to the top of the hockey world. In exchange, he became my boyfriend for five years.

I gave him the best coaching staff money could buy. Bought an entire hockey franchise and made him the centerpiece. Called in every favor I had to make him MVP.

But while he enjoyed everything I gave him, he refused to make our relationship public. Said it would "hurt his brand." He could make headlines with reporters and models, but nobody could know I existed.

He even said on national TV: "Those owners who just throw money around are pretty boring. Hockey is about skill, not money."

So why did he lose his mind when he found out I was dead?

"You're terrible in bed! The stamina of a goldfish! I want someone else!"
"Oh yeah? Who exactly?"
"Someone who can actually keep up!"
My husband's jaw ticked. That night, he proved exactly how much stamina he had—and I could barely walk the next morning.

Three years of marriage. Three years of negative pregnancy tests. Desperate times called for desperate measures—so I pushed every button he had, hoping to finally conceive.
One reckless night of passion later, I thought we'd finally made progress.
Instead, divorce papers slammed into my hands.
"Anyone could mother my child," he said coldly. "Literally anyone but you."

Six years later, I returned from overseas—CEO of a medical empire, renowned archaeologist, certified gemologist, and secret heiress to the nation's wealthiest family. Oh, and I brought along my adorable twin geniuses.
My multiple identities? Mind. Blown.
Meanwhile, my ex-husband's dirty secret hit tabloids: He's firing blanks. Always has been.

Just as I'm about to marry my charming new fiancé (who actually appreciates me), my ex corners me in a hotel suite. His eyes bloodshot, voice cracking:
"You're the only one—the ONLY one—who can be my children's mother. My love. Please..."
Too bad, buddy. You snooze, you lose.
💎 Revenge. Rebirth. Twin Chaos. And one groveling ex who's about to learn what he lost. 💎

On the day he handed me the divorce papers to be with his first love, I found out I was pregnant. After three years of a loveless marriage, my heart was finally dead. I signed the papers, hid my baby bump, and vanished on a flight to France.
Everyone thought I was just a discarded wealthy wife, never knowing I had taken the most precious secret with me.
Months later, when he saw me heavily pregnant standing beside another man, the aloof CEO completely lost his composure. 'The child... is it mine?'
I smiled coldly. 'Sir, we are already divorced. This has nothing to do with you.'

For three years, I loved Liam, a man obsessed with cleanliness. Yet he made endless exceptions for Chloe. Public shame and hurt pushed me to leave. I reclaimed my life, gained a powerful family and a sincere lover, as the selfish man paid dearly for his choices

Three years ago, I nearly died giving birth to my son.

My husband Elias wasn't by my side—he was outside, ready to rip my baby from my arms and hand him to his dead brother's widow.

"We owe her this."

As I screamed and bled, Elias made his decree: "Aria stays away from the boy. She comes near him, she gets the silver whip."

They gave my son to Vivienne. I wasn't even allowed to see his face.

For three years, I tried everything to reach him.

Scaled walls—got twenty-three scars across my back. Snuck in as a maid—starved for seven days. Crashed his third birthday—thrown in ice water until I couldn't feel my legs.

Every time, worse punishment. Elias started looking at me like I'd lost my mind.

Then yesterday, fire ripped through the house. Flames swallowed the nursery.

Everyone screamed, including Vivienne—but she didn't move.

Only I ran in.

I pulled Asher out, barely breathing.

When he woke up, he shoved me away and clung to Vivienne, sobbing: "Mommy! She's here again! Make her GO! You said she'd leave if I was good!"

Three years of lies had erased me completely.

I dropped to my knees, voice breaking: "Call me 'Mom' just once. Then I'll disappear forever."

Damien Shaw survived three years in the frozen hell of Antarctica, until he received a phone call.

"Is that you, Daddy..."

His daughter was strapped to a cold operating table, waiting to have her organs harvested.

His wife Sophia was stripped naked and put up for sale at an auction.

Enraged, Damien descended upon San Francisco with countless elite assassins.

He vowed to make everyone who had humiliated his wife and daughter regret ever being born into this world!

Cecilia never imagined that her childhood sweetheart would betray her for her Stepsister. She aims to fulfill her and her mother's dream of becoming a famous actress. However her Stepmother and stepsister is still out to get her and she had to avoid all her malicious Schemes.

One day, During her birthday which is also thesame day as her Stepsister's, she fell into one of her schemes, she meets a cute but rude little girl and save her. His father offers to repay her with his body. "Marry me!"

Cecilia: (........)!!?

Little Girl: (......)!

That same day, her Stepmother came with a proposal for her to marry someone from an influential family for their family business .Thus Cecilia accepted the offer due to her suffering. Cue lots of Comedy, sweet moments between Cecilia and the Little Devil probably Big devil too.

Sophie Ashford's perfect life shattered at her husband Ethan’s 35th birthday party. In front of everyone, he announced their divorce, accused her of being the reason for their childlessness, and revealed his engagement to her best friend, Veronica who is already pregnant for him. Humiliated and heartbroken, Sophie fled, vowing never to look back.

A chance encounter with Lucas Ashford, a mysterious stranger at a bar who she didn't know his name at that time, led to a one-night escape that changed everything. Weeks later, Sophie discovered she is pregnant, giving her the strength to rebuild her life at least for the sake of her child.

Four years later, Sophie had finally found peace until Ethan reappeared, claiming her son was his and begging for forgiveness. But Ethan wasn’t the only one determined to claim Sophie’s heart. Lucas, the man from the one-night stand, returned and learned the truth, that the child was his. To complicate matters further, Lucas turned out to be Ethan’s estranged cousin.

As Sophie became caught in a fierce love triangle with two brothers, Will Sophie forgive Ethan’s betrayal for her sake? Can Lucas prove his love is genuine? Or will Sophie choose herself and carve out a new path free of these men?

"She was MINE before. How could I have known she would find another man so quickly?"
Dresden Wade was pretty sure the goddess was punishing him. Married for half a decade to his childhood sweetheart without a child, he is desperate for a chance to fight his wrongs when he sees her again.
His TRUE mate. The woman he scorned and humiliated all those years ago.
Except that now, she is standing holding hands with another Alpha.
Mara Reid wants nothing to do with the surly, arrogant Alpha that used to be her mate. He had made the earlier parts of her adulthood traumatic to say the least.
So why did meeting him again feel like coming home?
Why did her traitorous heart skip whenever he called her name?

Every night, he slips through my window. He never tells me his name.
He also never lets me touch him.
He owns me in the dark, then disappears before dawn.
For two years, he’s ruled my nights, taking me in every possible way.
Controlled me in ways I can't tell you.
Made me crave things I don’t understand. But when morning comes,
he returns to me as someone else. Natte Johnson.
The global hotel tycoon and rock star.
The man I grew up loving, my first love and losing.
Now I’m assigned to interview him.
The moment our eyes meet, something inside me pulls.
My body reacts to his voice alone and his gaze.

And I can’t stop wondering,
what if the man who commands me in the dark, makes me lose my sanity,
is the same man pretending not to know me in the light?
And if he is,
how long before he stops pretending
and claims me completely?

A broken beast with a dark secret and the beautiful bass player who can heal him... Tall. Gorgeous. Silent. Will Young hates the spotlight despite being in the middle of it.To his legions of music fans, Will's got it all but, below the surface, he battles his past alone. Until he meets her. Morgan Frasier sees the brokenness in Will’s eyes and she’s stubborn enough to draw the secret from him. While she keeps the melody flowing as the new bass player in Dust and Ashes, she helps Will put the pieces of his soul back together again.    Can the beautiful bass guitarist thaw the ice around his stone-cold heart? Or will the truth behind his darkness scare her away?  Please Note This book contains themes that may be triggering to some.

"Who do you want to kiss you, Maggie?" He shouts back, throwing the card on the floor of the Jeep.
"You, you big dumb idiot! It's always been you!"
Without a second of hesitation, He wraps one hand around the back of my neck and pulls me to him.
His mouth connects with mine, and a wildfire of heat and passion ignites between us.

Maggie never expect that she would fall in love with a man more than her age. She is a pure 17 years old young girl living happily with her Major dad. But when Eli Strong, a wounded Marine, her father’s subordinate comes to live with them. She simply could not resist the charm of the rough man.

Eli was a man out of the military, he has scars on her face and get hurt on his foot. He never expected that the officer he was living with would have a daughter who tested his honour. She’s forbidden fruit, and he’s trying not to taste…

Eli finally kissed Maggie, but then he ran away.
Eleven months later, Maggie’s father had gone missing.
According to his living will, Eli became Maggie’s legal guardian...

Will Eli keep his hands off Maggie this time? Read the story to find out.

Nalani, the daughter of a traitor desired only one thing, to live a life free from her father's transgressions. Inorder to achieve that dream, she had to move away from everyone who knew of her colourful past.

However you can run but you can't hide from your past, not entirely anyway. Instead of living a life of freedom, she was thrown in a new world , filled with jealousy, cruelty, crime and backstabbing.

Will Nalani survive this new world ?.

Late! Late!! Late!!! Oh, God! Please help me. I don't want to be late, at least not for the first day of my college. I prayed to my dear God and walked so fast inside the college campus as thinking of how I am going to make an excuse.

Shit!! I should have woken up earlier rather than dreaming of my future with my two children. Really Sheila? You don't have a boyfriend even to think about your future, but here you were dreaming of having children, aren't you? Don't tell anyone about your silly dream, they will make fun of you.

Cursing my mind for what seemed to be thousand times, I sped up my walk.