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"NEXT DOOR is full of completely unexpected twists—you will read it on the edge of your chair. It is Blake Pierce at his best! Another masterpiece of suspense and mystery. I highly recommend it to the permanent library of all readers that appreciate an excellent thriller, full of psychological suspense and with a completely unexpected ending. This is the first in what promises to be another excellent series. I can hardly wait to read the sequel."--Books and Movie Reviews, Roberto MattosA NEIGHBOR’S LIE (A Chloe Fine Mystery) is book #2 in a new psychological suspense series by bestselling author Blake Pierce, whose #1 bestseller Once Gone (Book #1) (a free download) has over 1,000 five-star reviews. FBI Violent Crimes Division Special Agent Chloe Fine, 27, still reeling from the secrets of her past, finds herself thrown into her first case: the murder of a nanny in a seemingly perfect suburban town.Immersed in a world of secrets, of unfaithful couples, of pretense and artifice, Chloe soon realizes that anyone—and everyone—may be guilty. Yet at the same time, with her own father still in jail, she must battle her own demons and unravel her own secrets, which threaten to bring her down before her own career even begins.An emotionally wrought psychological suspense with layered characters, small-town ambiance and heart-pounding suspense, A NEIGHBOR’S LIE is book #2 in a riveting new series that will leave you turning pages late into the night. Book #3 in the CHLOE FINE series will be available soon.

When the zombie apocalypse hit, my girlfriend called me weak and hypocritical. She said only the strong deserved to survive, then handed the map of the base I had spent two years building to a warlord and watched me bleed out in the dirt.

Then I opened my eyes and woke up four months earlier.

The warlord had not arrived yet.
I did not expose her. I did not beg her to stay. I quietly reinforced the walls, emptied the warehouse, and dug traps beyond the fence.

She passed the intel like before. She opened the gate like before. She thought she would win again, and she thought I would be softhearted again.

She only realized the truth after leading them into the warehouse and finding an empty cage.

She dropped to her knees in the mud, begging the warlord to take her with him. But the strong man she chose kicked her off the truck and left her for the dead.

At last, she tasted the rule she worshipped.

The Koch family is the oldest family in the Blue Star Kingdom. As the new generation heir, Chad Koch has encountered many women—some attracted to his wealth, others to his looks, but none genuinely cared for him as a person. Consequently, Chad Koch has perpetually upheld a demeanor of aloofness towards the fairer sex.
Amidst a twist of fate, Daphne emerges as the savior of Chad Koch's venerable grandfather.
Thus unfolds the tale of emotional intricacies between a haughty scion of royalty and a humble maiden of the farmlands.

Seven years ago I gave up my inheritance and went door to door with Nolan—a broke director shooting street documentaries—my belly out to here, begging investors to take a chance on him.

Everyone said I'd thrown my life away on him.

Seven years later he's a name everyone knows. And Emily, the first love who walked out when he had nothing, is back in Chicago with her daughter.

That afternoon I came home early and heard him pull five-year-old Ivy into his arms: "You can't ever tell Mom that Daddy and Emily are having a fake wedding."

"But Daddy, Mom will be so sad..."

"Say one word and Daddy won't love you anymore. Got it?"

Her little shoulders shook as she nodded, and nodded.

Out in the hallway, I couldn't even be bothered to cry.

I dialed the number I'd kept blocked for seven years. "Dad—can the family plane still come get me and Ivy?"

Nolan, what you lost wasn't a housewife you could push around. You threw away the only person who ever made you her whole world.

After trying countless times to have a child, Monica finally realizes she is pregnant and rushes to tell Ethan but finds him in bed with her housekeeper.
Hurt, disappointed, and scared, Monica leaves and discovers Nicholas Sterling who is pressured to produce a child and have a wife just to keep his position as the current CEO of the company. Monica strikes a marriage deal with Nicholas. Nicholas claims Monica's baby as his while Monica gets to provide a good and comfortable life for her child.
Nicholas and Monica unexpectedly find solace and understanding in each other's company, gradually opening up to the possibility of love, warmth, and peace together but will this new feeling last between them especially after Ethan finds out she was pregnant with his child?

In my past life, my brother-in-law predicted the coming of an extreme cold apocalypse and claimed he would awaken a spatial ability on the day it arrived.
I didn't believe him, but under pressure from my wife's family, I purchased supplies anyway. Then the frozen apocalypse actually came.
I thought we'd survive together as a family, but my brother-in-law had bragged about his spatial ability and massive supplies before awakening. When his ability manifested, the space was pitifully small, and everyone he'd told came to rob us.
When food ran out, my wife's family turned on me, killing and eating me.
Reborn, I've decided to take revenge on my wife's entire family. And it all starts with secretly building my own shelter.

On the seventh wedding anniversary, I woke up in the lounge and found a big word "BITCH" sprayed with red paint on my chest.
The culprit, holding a spray-paint can, had a naive-looking smile on her face and said, "I'm doing you a favor. Your white outfit's way too boring."
I was just about to take action when my husband rushed in to protect her, frowning and scolding me: "She's just a little girl; she doesn't know any better. Do you have to be so petty?"
At this moment, looking at the man in front of me who had risen because of my family's influence, I suddenly laughed.
He probably forgot who had given him this overwhelming wealth.
I unscrewed the red-tipped thick paint pen and walked step by step towards the trembling girl.
"Your face is boring, too. Let me do you a favor."
As for my husband?
I'll make him know that without me, he's worse than a dog.

For three years, Vivian secretly dated her best friend's brother. On her twenty-fifth birthday, he promised her everything would change. Instead, she watched him publicly claim another woman. Her stepsister. The same woman who had stolen her family, her inheritance, and now the man she loved. Only then did Vivian realize the truth. She was just the substitute.​
Heartbroken and determined to reclaim her late father's legacy, Vivian agrees to an arranged marriage. But she walks into the wrong private room. And proposes to the wrong man.​
"Let's get married. One year. No strings attached."​
The stranger studies her for a moment before smiling.​
"Fine."​
Until she finds herself married to the last man she ever expected. Zayn Harris. The billionaire everyone fears. And her ex-boyfriend's greatest rival.​
At first, their marriage is just a contract. No love. No promises. No future. But every time someone tries to humiliate her, Zayn is there. Protecting her. Defending her. Choosing her. For the first time in her life, Vivian is someone's first choice.
Unfortunately for Caleb, he realizes that too late. Because the woman he threw away is now wearing another man's ring. And unlike him, Zayn has no intention of letting her go.

In my last life, for the spy I executed, she framed me for treason and injected me with the zombie virus herself.

I died in a dungeon—by the hand of the one I trusted most.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back before it all began.

This time I didn’t interfere. I watched coldly as she got scratched, handed the only dose of serum to the spy, and as the gates swung open and he finally showed his true face.

At last she believed me, kneeling in the dirt, begging for forgiveness.

I looked into her eyes as they clouded over. “I warned you in my last life. You didn’t believe me.”

This life, every blade she wanted for me—lands on her instead.

"She was the perfect target."
The sound of lips meeting, of bodies moving together, made bile rise in my throat.
"But Damien, how were you able to do it?" Jessica's voice was breathless with more than just pleasure. "You told me we could get her inheritance and the life insurance payout once the wolfsbane killed her, but I never thought you could actually poison her so thoroughly."
"Small doses of wolfsbane extract mixed into her food and drinks over months. I even convinced her that the healer's treatments were making her worse, so she'd skip doses of the antidote. Celine is so foolish and trusting, it was easy to manipulate her." Damien chuckled, clearly enjoying recounting his deception.
I felt an intense pain in my chest, yet I held onto the doorframe to prevent myself from collapsing.
"Good thing Father also helped by paying off the healer," Jessica added. "Making her believe that only a mate bond could cure her at this stage, when really, consistent antidote treatments could have saved her life. But that would have been expensive, and why waste the resources on an adopted nobody?"
"Exactly!" Damien agreed.
I could no longer take it. My heart was choking, my wolf whimpering in agony, making it difficult to breathe.


She was wounded, rejected, betrayed and killed by the people she had given her all to.
When Celine is reborn six months before her world falls apart, she is given a second chance. This time, instead of fighting alone, she makes a deal with the cursed Alpha King, a man feared as death itself.
Alpha Kade Hart has lost all hope of ever getting rid of the curse until the day a girl walks into his pack house, she had been broken to the point where there not a single warmth in her eyes except for firing screaming for revenge and right that moment he knew there was hope for him again.
But would she truly be able to break the curse for him, or his doom Will Celine be able to get her revenge before six months or end up like her previous life?

In the fictional world of Lycanwood, four packs struggle for power, each with unique strengths and fierce ambitions.
The Silverfang pack values justice, the Shadowclaw pack is known for its cunning nature, the Ravensong pack for wisdom, and the Bloodmoon pack for passion.

Becky, a Silverfang member, dreams of being accepted as a full-fledged werewolf. But when her destined mate Alpha Karl rejects her, she feels shattered.
Her rejection leads her away from the pack, and she's soon rumored to be the most powerful wolf in her generation.
This sparks ambition in Nathan Shadowclaw and Jessy Bloodmoon, who seek to exploit her power for their gain. Meanwhile, Jake Ravensong offers Becky a haven of understanding and threatens to inflame an unshared love.
Caught in a dangerous love triangle, Becky must face her demons and defy manipulative forces. Her journey is fraught with pain and the line between friend and foe blurs.

Will she discover her strength, rise against Nathan and Jessy, or succumb to love and immolate her ambition?
Enter the world of Lycanwood, where every howl echoes with peril and every moonlit night holds a secret...

Would it be a fair revenge or cheap stunt to sleep with my Ex's best friend?
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"Go easy there..." He stands way too close to me. I glance at him but don't object.
"Why do you care? It might serve you some purpose." I say while sipping my drink. He takes a hint and wraps his arm around my waist.
"Good point! But I don't like sloppy girls in my bed."

That one mistake and Natalie’s life became hell. Now she wants to spend her last year in school quietly with her head down. The past year bought so much drama and pain in her life, she wants to stay invisible and forget everything. Things get stirred up when his hot new neighbor joins her at school.

Jacob doesn't like to explain his lack of interest in girls (or boys) to others. Girls hitting on him now and then doesn't help his case either. He knows he is different, but not sure exactly how. Life is about figuring yourself out and it's called a Spectrum for a reason, after all. When his friends were crushing over girls at barely 12-13 years old, He thought his time would come probably a year or later. Just when he lost all his hopes, he finally meets his first crush ever at the sweet age of 17.
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Steamy Romance - No Abuse - HEA - 18+

“You don’t have a choice.”
“I do. I can hate you until the end.”
He laughed, gripping her chin. “Hate me all you want—but call me sir when I make you beg for more.”
She tried to pull away, but she was already trapped between the wall and his body, the heat of male power crushing the air from her lungs. Hatred burned—but desire… was even crueler.
He is Vicenzo Moretti, known as Ice Heart—a CEO who built empires of casinos and luxury resorts while hiding the underworld he rules with an iron fist. A man carved by scars, orphaned by violence, a survivor who swore he would never love again.
She is Giulia Salvatore, granddaughter of a mobster he vowed to destroy. Rebellious, proud, and willing to sacrifice everything to uncover who murdered the man she loved.
When the death of his best friend explodes into mystery, Vicenzo accuses Giulia and traps her in a contract: wife for the media, slave in bed. What begins as revenge turns into a dangerous game of domination and surrender—where every exposed scar brings them closer… and tears them apart.
Will Ice Heart fall to the one feeling he swore to kill?
Or will Giulia pay the ultimate price for daring to challenge the monster?

I am the daughter of the Alpha who once ruled this pack. They accused me of murdering my own father. They wanted my blood.
I should have died.

But the three heirs of the pack uncovered the truth. They did not kill me. They claimed me.

I am their fated mate. All three of them.

Lucien wants to command me. Dante wants to consume me. Silas swears he can resist me, yet the moment one of them marked me, everything shattered.
Now the brothers are tearing the pack apart for me.

I have one year as their Luna. One year to seduce them, destroy them, and take my revenge.

They believe they can break me. But the only ones breaking will be them.

“I do not want to stay here! Tell that to your lord!” She yelled at him. “He will take me back to Dragonsbane right now or I will bring this whole castle down!” -
Once every six hundred years, a ruling descendant of Axeris must offer up a pure breed daughter of Khione to the ancient spirits to keep the seal over the undead army of Osyron from breaking open and unleashing the wrath of the blood thirsty god upon the people of Astaroth and the other six kingdoms.
Lord Ryder’s rule falls under this year and he has his eyes set on Lyra, a pure breed descendant and princess of Dragonsbane, but there are complications when he tries to get her, she cannot remember him and he cannot offer her up if she is not in love with him.
Time is running out, the seal is very unstable and everything seems to be working against him as he is soon caught up in a whirlwind of impossibilities and forced to make a difficult choice.
There are secrets and twists as this is a tale woven into a maze of labyrinths, with each turn unlocking a new and unpredictable play out, until he is left standing against all he had ever believed in.

I was once the supreme ruler of the global underworld, stepping down from my throne just to cook hot meals for my daughter. Yet, my arrogant brother-in-law mistook my silence for weakness. He smashed my home, tried to hand my wife over to a Mafia Don for his own career, and even stole my Black-Gold Skull Coin as a tribute!
Fine. You want to play? I'll grant your wish.
With a single keystroke, I initiated the DEFCON-1 combat protocol. Instantly, one hundred thousand of the world’s most elite mercenaries went berserk, locking down the entirety of New York City!

I gave my virginity to a powerful stranger to spite my cheating fiancé, only to discover he's my new boss and my ex's billionaire godfather.
Joann
He fucked my blood sister, I fucked his dad. And now we're even. 
I usually condoned Steven's misdeeds and ignored his red flags—at least the one he made obvious. Because why not? Everyone has flaws, I could deal with it. But cheating on me?? And with my immediate sister? That was the last straw.
I got with a stranger that looked familiar, and in my defense, I was high. Finding out I slept with my ex boyfriend's dad, my head bumped. I was toast! Though it felt like a payback. I tried every possible best to avoid Mr Sanchez. Had sex, moved on, but I couldn't. I'm pregnant! And for a one night stand with my ex's dad. 
This Book is highly erotic. 18+

After five years with Mark—the soon-to-be Alpha who promised her love, loyalty, and a future as his Luna—Winny's world crumbles in one cruel night.
At a grand ceremony, he publicly announces his engagement to Becky, her sister who had only just returned after disappearing for years.
Betrayed, cast aside by her adoptive family, and framed for a crime she didn't commit, Winny is left with nothing... except a scar from the kidney she was forced to give away—and a mountain of debt.
But a chance encounter with the powerful and elusive Alpha King sparks a forbidden connection that refuses to fade. If she can't have Mark's love, she'll earn the heart of someone far greater—his uncle and most admired Alpha King.
"That... no woman can satisfy you," I murmured, the dumb words flowing from my lips before I could stop them.
Slowly, he started advancing toward me, eyes focused on mine, unblinking—like a predator stalking defenseless prey. I reflexively moved back, only for my legs to contact the edge of the bed, forcing me sit suddenly. My hands braced behind me for support.
"Can you?" he questioned, his voice low. His eyes never left mine as he delicately laid the tray of food on the bed, bending in until his face was only inches from mine.
Was he... flirting with me?

When my fiancé took my pack and plotted my death, I thought it was all over—until I met the most ruthless Lycan King in legend.
After relinquishing her Alpha status to her Rogue boyfriend, Fenris, Diane was heartbroken when he rejected her and chose her best friend as his Luna instead. Feeling betrayed and abandoned, Diane confronted them, only to discover that they had conspired to kill her. Fleeing for her life, Diane's escape was marred by a tragic accident that left her on death's doorstep.
Diane's desire for death was interrupted by the unexpected intervention of the Fearsome Lycan, who saved her. Diane wants revenge, and the Lycan, Levi willingly offers his assistance in her quest for vengeance. Yet, the specter of death still loomed over them, as Levi had only three months left alive, but couldn't tell Diane because he had developed feelings for her.
Will Diane choose her quest for revenge over her desires to be with the Lycan, or Will death swallow the true love trying to blossom?

I felt intense pain in my fist, but I couldn't worry about that now. I needed to get out of there, fast. "Get her!" Vanessa's voice screamed from the pool, but I took off, not daring to look back.
There would be consequences, but I would rather face them later than strip for an audience of phones and gawking eyes. I sprinted through the mansion, yanking open the door and darting outside, glancing over my shoulder to see the guards on my heels. I turned back around just as—
Thud. I collided with something solid, falling to the ground with a groan. Three pairs of eyes stared down at me, their expressions cold and unreadable, as though they were studying me.
"All three of them," my wolf spoke suddenly.
All three of them what? I asked, confused.
"All three of them are our mates."


Ava has endured years of suffering at the hands of her greatest foe, Vanessa, and her malevolent stepmother.
Just when she believes she has reached her breaking point, destiny steps in, leading her to bond with three of the pack's most captivating men.
As she struggles to embrace this unexpected relationship, turmoil and peril seem to follow her every move.
With her past looming ominously and the passionate cravings of her new partners igniting a fierce struggle within her.
Will Ava summon the courage to rise above the chaos and embrace the love she never imagined she could have?

Her mate chose her sister.
Her family chose lies.
Her Alpha chose exile.

Novalyn lost everything the night betrayal carved her out of the only life she’d ever known. Now, she lives in solitude, pouring her rare healing gift into the animals on her farm, far from the cruelty of packs and mates.

But fate isn’t finished with her.

Lazarus, the feared young Alpha, crashes into her world, dangerous, tattooed, and relentless. He’s nothing like the mate who broke her, and yet the bond that sparks between them threatens to undo all the walls she’s built.

Desire pulls them together.
Their attraction is instant. Their passion, explosive. But desire isn’t enough when enemies close in, lies resurface, and the past threatens to shatter them both. Secrets drive them apart. And when her past returns with blood on its hands, Novalyn must decide: trust the bond, or be destroyed by it.

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He was supposed to be a distraction.
A gorgeous, broke model I could keep until my heart stopped aching from my husband’s betrayal.
I paid for his time. I set the rules. I thought I was in control.
But the man in my bed wasn’t who he said he was.
Behind the perfect smile and sinful body was a billionaire hiding from his own enemies.
Now he’s tangled in my life, in my bed, and in my heart—
and walking away might be more dangerous than staying.

When it comes to his sister, Zayn Richardson has no restraint.
He doesn’t warn twice. And he sure as hell doesn’t forgive.
Ashleigh was adopted into his family, already broken by life.
Zayn was meant to be her shield.
And he was.
But somewhere along the way, that protection turned into something else.
Something far more dangerous.

LUSTS OF THE FLESH is a story about two people who see the line of morality, understand it perfectly, and choose to cross it anyway.
Because some bonds don't fade or break when they’re forbidden.
They burn even more fiercely.

READER ADVISORY
Mature content.
Expect strong language and a male lead who expresses approximately 70% of his feelings through profanity.
Zayn swears a lot.
If vulgar vocabulary offends you, this may not be the book for you, because “fucking hell” is practically his love language.
He does not believe in filtering himself.

You've been warned.

When Claire Marco enters Damian’s world, she’s just trying to get to the bottom of her father’s mysterious death. The powerful and arrogant mafia king offers her a chilling deal: marry him for six months, and he’ll spill the secrets she’s been dying to uncover. But this bargain comes with a steep cost. Her freedom, her pride, and maybe even her heart.

Damian doesn’t believe in love. He lives for control, obsession, and power. To him, Claire is just another pawn in his game, beautiful, compliant, and a bit broken. But what starts as a simple game of possession takes a dangerous turn filled with passion and betrayal.

Because some secrets won’t stay buried. And hearts can’t be tied down by contracts.

I saved my husband's life with my left hand—now it's permanently damaged. For five years, he's given me everything except love. Tonight I caught him pleasuring himself to his ex-girlfriend's photo. I'm done being the grateful cripple wife. Time to disappear.

Aria has always been the invisible girl—unwanted, unloved, and constantly overshadowed by her perfect sister. But when she meets them, everything changes.

Matteo, Enzo, and Dante Moretti are rich, powerful, and dangerously irresistible. They watch her like they own her. They touch her like they can’t help themselves. And when they decide they want her, they don’t take no for an answer.

She knows it’s wrong. They’re technically her step-uncles. They’re rumored to be criminals. And they play a little too rough. But when she’s in their arms, when they whisper filthy things in her ear and make her beg for more… nothing else matters.

But loving them comes with a price. Secrets from her past threaten to destroy her, and enemies of the Moretti’s are ready to use her as a weapon. Aria is trapped between danger and desire, but there’s one thing she knows for sure—she was never meant to survive them.

She was meant to be theirs.

For eighteen years, Aveline Carter has lived in the shadows, forgotten by a mother who only seems to see her identical twin brother, Asher Carter, whose heart disease demands constant care. She resents him until the night she finds him lying unconscious on his bedroom floor.
At the hospital, Asher falls into a coma. His scans reveal bruises, internal bleeding and signs of prolonged physical abuse. Broken and furious, Aveline vows to expose the cruelty hidden behind the prestige of Crestwood Academy.
Cutting off her hair and disguising herself as her brother, Aveline infiltrates Crestwood Academy and fights her way onto the hockey team determined to unmask those responsible. Revenge should have been simple until she meets Kieran Hampton, the team’s arrogant and sharp-eyed star player. From their first clash, tension ignites. Aveline is certain he’s guilty and has no problem making his life miserable, but their undeniable chemistry only draws them closer with every confrontation.

While Aveline focuses on the wrong target, the real threat stands closer.

Cassian Thorne seems strange at first, his interest in her uncomfortably personal yet he gradually becomes her friend. Meanwhile, Kieran despite believing Aveline is male finds himself drawn to “him” in ways he can’t understand. When he uncovers her true identity, he chooses to protect her at all costs even as she refuses to trust him.
Revenge turns to grief when Asher dies, leaving Aveline drowning in guilt for falling for her brother’s supposed tormentor. Questions remain unanswered, and the truth is far darker than she imagined because Asher Carter was never just a victim. The bullying wasn’t just random.
As secrets unravel and loyalties shatter, Aveline must face one devastating question: what happens when the brother you were ready to destroy the world for isn’t who you thought he was?

How on earth did I let myself fall completely for him?
"How do I tell the world that my first orgasm came from my father's son--my brother, and he doesn't know yet?"
Annabel Green, who had caught her first ever lover, James, in bed with Stephanie, her best friend, went on a mission of revenge. After she found out that the man who she bumped into at the club that night she caught her ex cheating, is actually Stephanie's fiancé--Daniel stroke.
She planned on using him as a tool just to make James regret cheating on her and drive Stephanie insane. But she had no idea that Daniel was her father's son. By the time she had gotten her revenge, only then did they realize how late it was, because they had both fallen hopelessly in love.
Now the question is who will let each other go?Will Daniel and Annabel agree to part ways just to see their parents happy. Or will their parents actually get a divorce in order to see their children live a happy life?

In my previous life, I was murdered by my cheating boyfriend and my scheming stepsister working together.
What I never saw coming was that Louis—the man I’d spent years hating—would give his life to save mine.
Now reborn on the very day I crashed our engagement party, I wrapped my arms around him without a second thought.
“I’m not leaving you this time. I’m going to marry you.”
He stared at me, utterly stunned...

This wasn’t just a love story—it was a war. A battle of control and surrender, of pleasure tangled with power, of a hunger that burned hotter than hate.

Draven Nightbourne didn’t take Reyna for her blood. He didn’t steal her away for power or revenge. He took her because he had to—because fate had bound them together long before she ever knew his name. A prophecy warned that if he failed to protect her, she would be his downfall. But with every whispered command, every slow, torturous test of her submission, he wondered—was she here to destroy him, or to make him kneel?

Reyna swore she would never yield to him. She fought him at every turn, even as her body betrayed her, even as the lines between fear and desire, pain and pleasure blurred into something darkly addictive. Draven never forced—he controlled, breaking her down with silk and steel, binding her in ways that had nothing to do with chains.

She was his captive, his obsession, his mate.

And when his hands pinned her in place, when his mouth brushed the pulse at her throat, when he whispered “mine” like a vow—

She knew she already was.

Alexander Lucas is a flirty billionaire who doesn’t believe in love or marriage. But when his father threatens to give his inheritance to his stepbrother unless he gets married, Alex is forced to find a temporary bride.
Monalisa Jacobs, a brave young woman who hates the rich, agrees to a contract marriage to save her sick mother.
They were never supposed to fall in love.
But two weeks before the contract ends, Monalisa drops a shocking confession.
“I’m pregnant with your child."

Betrayed by my father and stepsister, I was forced into a one-night stand with Charles Windsor. Humiliated and alone, I fled—only to discover I was pregnant with his triplets.
Six years later, I return as a celebrated designer, determined to reclaim what was stolen from me. Charles, blinded by lies, sees me as his enemy.
When the truth finally comes out, he begs for forgiveness—but I turn him away.
Little did I know, our three children would become his greatest allies in winning back my heart…

The night I clawed my way back from hell, my family was throwing a party.
The sister I nearly died saving wore my favorite dress and clung to my childhood sweetheart.
My own parents called me a disgrace and shut the door in my face…

I watched my fiancé put a bullet through my parents' heads before he blew my brains out—so why am I staring at my own funeral on the car radio?

"Splash!" The icy water woke me up to a nightmare. I had been tied to a chair in a godforsaken warehouse for three days without food or water.

Standing before me was Kurt, the man I was supposed to marry, and clinging to his arm was Vera, my best friend of seven years. They didn't just kidnap me; they drained my billionaire empire dry.

"Let's just kill her and get it over with!" Vera pouted, playing with my fiancé's chest.

I refused to beg. I promised them the Vaughn family would skin them alive. But Kurt just laughed, snapping his fingers. Thugs dragged my parents in and threw them to the blood-soaked floor. Before I could even scream, Kurt pulled the trigger. Two bullets. Two dead bodies.

"NO!!!" I thrashed against the ropes, tearing my skin to the bone. Kurt just smiled, pointed the gun at my forehead, and whispered, "I never loved you."

Boom. A gaping red hole in my head. Darkness.

But then… I jerked awake.

I wasn't in hell. I was in the passenger seat of a moving car, looking into a rearview mirror at a face that wasn't mine. Black hair, striking green eyes.

"Have you gone deaf, you stupid country bumpkin?!" my new "step-sister" screeched from the driver's seat. "You're marrying into the Graves family today as a substitute! You're marrying the paralyzed vegetable, Lucian Graves!"

My heart stopped. Lucian Graves? My biggest, most ruthless rival in the business world?

The radio crackled: "Breaking News: Heiress Elara Vaughn and her parents found brutally murdered..."

I touched my new face as a vicious, bloodthirsty smile spread across my lips. Kurt. Vera. You thought you killed the Queen. But I've just been reborn.

And my new, comatose husband is going to help me destroy you.

I’m Olivia. My dad sold me to the wealthy Howard family for money—my groom didn’t even show up at our wedding; all I got was a phone call.
Then I was drugged and ended up sleeping with a stranger… who turned out to be Matthew Howard, my “ugly, impotent” husband!
Now I’m fighting back against my terrible family and the Howards’ arrogance.
Curious how this messy marriage unfolds?

The night I caught my boyfriend with another woman, I didn’t cry—I got drunk.
Whiskey burned down my throat… and then I saw him.
Broad shoulders in a tailored suit, dangerous calm in his eyes.
Sin wrapped in silk.
I swayed over, heat in my veins. “Do you take clients?”
His lips curved. “I know you.”
Cigar smoke and cologne surrounded me as I slid onto his lap.
My fingers traced his jaw, brushed the cold steel at his waist.
He pulled me closer—solid, unyielding.
His mouth crashed onto mine—hot, deep, claiming.
Every kiss stole my breath, every touch made me arch into him.
By the time he carried me out, I was dizzy, aching for more.
In his bed, he was fire and control—pushing me to the edge, breaking me apart, again and again.
I woke tangled in his sheets, skin marked by his possession.
I ran before dawn, thinking it was just revenge.
But one night with him had already sealed my fate—
because the man who made me burn was far more dangerous than I imagined.

I died in Vincent Corleone’s arms—the ruthless mafia don—watching him break down before taking his own life to follow me.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back three years earlier, on the day I was sent to him as a pawn.
He lounged by the window, two buttons of his black shirt undone, cigar in hand. His gaze swept over me.
“I hear you can cure my insomnia?”
I stepped closer, letting my skirt brush his knee, my fingers tracing his open collar.
“Not just that,” I murmured. “I can make you let go of every defense… and never want to leave my bed.”
His eyes darkened. He pulled me hard against him, cedar and whiskey wrapping around me.
“Ambitious,” he said, his lips hovering near mine.
“Let’s see if you’ll use your mouth… or your body.”

Zara Torres has three rules at Harlow University.
No drama. No distractions. And absolutely no hockey players.

She breaks all three before October ends when a journalism assignment lands her in Declan Mercer's orbit starting center, infuriatingly perceptive, and somehow always exactly where she isn't expecting him.

Zara tells herself it's professional. She's documenting the ice conflict between two programs sharing one rink. She's not falling for the guy who shows up at six AM with terrible coffee and the unsettling habit of telling her the truth.

She's definitely not thinking about the jump.

The quad Lutz she hasn't fully landed in two years. The fall that broke her wrist and quietly broke something else. The confidence she rebuilt around a gap she keeps pretending isn't there.

But when a journalism assignment becomes something larger, a testimony, an investigation, a story that reaches backward through thirty-three years and fifteen countries. Zara discovers that the thing she thought was a skating problem was never really about skating.

It was about learning who built the walls around the thing that was hers.

And deciding to tear them down anyway.

This story is a young adult sport romance about the cost of excellence, the courage of going first, and what it means to fight for the thing that was yours before anyone decided it was worth something.

The ice was hers first.

She just had to remember that.

The moment I caught my husband cheating, I didn't cry. I didn't scream. I just calmly hid divorce papers inside a fake contract and tricked him into signing. Thirty days from now, he'll lose me.
I walked straight into a new job, working as assistant to a man known for his cold, untouchable demeanor. Every time my ex tries to drag me back, my new boss steps in front of me, looking at me like he's seeing something I don't even see in myself.
"You've never truly loved anyone," he told me.
I wanted to argue. But nothing came out.
Because suddenly, I don't know anymore. What I felt for my husband—was it love, or just habit? And what I feel for this man standing between me and my past… what is that?

"You say it's not possible to have feelings for me before the wedding," Zephyr said again, his voice roughening, "yet your body language always seems to say the opposite when I'm close."
He reached out slowly, picking a strand of golden hair and toying with it.
"Like now," He continued seductively, tucking the hair in its rightful place before deliberately letting his fingers brush against the back of my ear.
I took in a shuddering breath at the contact, my gaze dropping to his lips before darting away shyly.

Zephyr tipped my chin up, making me look into his eyes.
"You're always so quick to run your mouth," he scolded, teasing me by slowly running his thumb over my bottom lip. "But right now you're quiet. Why is that, Wildflower, mmm?"
"Stay back, Zeph." I said weakly, his name coming out in a whisper.
My eyes drifted to his lips again.
"I don't think you want me to," he said, lowering downward till his lips were close to my ear. "Why… so… quiet. Mm?"

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Sold into a forced marriage with Zephyrus Wrath, a ruthless, impossibly powerful Alpha Lycan, Lyla Gray becomes a pawn in a tradition she doesn’t understand and refuses to accept.
She is the one woman who won’t submit even when trapped in a world where mates are worshipped and claimed without question.

Zephyrus never wanted a wife. He never needed one.
But from the moment the stubborn, defiant Lyla steps into his domain, she becomes an obsession he cannot control... and a weakness his enemies are quick to notice.

FIfteen years after the suicide of two of his friends, Ezra King returns to the prestigious University of St. Cyr, this time as a teacher. Following on the footsteps of his former mentor Darren Whitford, he reopens the elitist study group specialising in Chaos Alchemy, guiding his students in the pursuit of results that will make life easier for all the Nonpareil. When those connected to the prior group, of which Ezra was a part of, start showing up dead, his own demons resurface, and the ghosts lying dormant in St. Cyr threaten to rise from their graves...

This book contains mention of violence, eugenics, rape, and explicit sex scenes.

18

Some attachments are complicated
This one might be dangerously so.


Lawrence Moore is a tyrant in a tailored suit, a billionaire tech genius whose perfectionism and ruthlessness turn Scarlett's life upside down at the office.
But what happens when the arrogant, irresistibly gorgeous CEO starts craving the one woman he loves to torment?
What happens when she becomes the one distraction he can't ignore... and the one attachment he never meant to make?

In this steamy, slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers romance, will Scarlett survive the boss from hell... or surrender to the ruthless passion he can no longer deny?

My husband handed me divorce papers at 2 AM—right after he'd had his way with me. Three years of marriage, and he never once believed I was anything but a scheming woman who trapped him. He said he wanted his real love back. I said I wanted our daughter.
He laughed and told me I couldn't afford to raise her alone.
He was right about one thing: I needed money. So I took the only job that could change everything. He showed up at the presentation as the client. When he saw my work, his face went pale. He accused me of plagiarizing a famous designer—the very genius who had saved his company years ago.
He has no idea.
That genius is me.
And he's about to find out exactly who he just let go.

"And what game are you to play?"

The masked Cannibal stepped forward. We were ten girls - all stark naked, different shapes and different skin colours. He walked before us, stopping to watch each of our faces and the sizes of our breasts.

Finally, he selected a girl with breasts the size of watermelons.

She squirmed under his grip.

"Go down on your knees!" He yelled at her.

Her eyes bulged, and she was hit across the face.

"If you're slow, you'll die faster like ants!" The man yelled.

The redhaired girl beside me was already sobbing softly. I glanced around. Most of us brought in here must have been forced here against our will, sold maybe by a loved one or worst kidnapped while being lost.

Some were humans like me, and others - werewolves, a threat to the Cannibals. And if you were identified as one, a brace heavy and thick was shackled and wounded around your neck.

I was only human. Luckily, I still had my pendant necklace around my neck given to me by my uncle.

"On your knees!" He forced her to her knees.

She did so quickly, her air intake was in shaky breaths.

The masked man peeled up his skirt and yanked out his monstrous dick.

It was long, stiff and dark. It was probably unwashed for days, and around it was hairs like grass.

I winced my face. No way was I taking that in my mouth.

Luckily, I wasn't the girl kneeling in front of the Cannibal.

"Now suck," he told her.

She took his cock and buried it inside of her mouth.

Was this the game we were playing, sucking dicks?



This story contains different erotic stories. It cuts across domineering male leads, submissive and defiant characters.