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"Dad?"
Dominic's expression remained stern, but a flicker of warning flashed in his eyes. He nodded subtly at Kael.
Kael strode towards Valerie, his movements fluid. "Vel, let's go."
Valerie's voice trembled as she asked Kael, "What's going on? Why is Dad kneeling there?"
Kael's expression softened, but his eyes remained guarded. He offered a gentle smile. "You don't need to worry about him, Valerie."
Valerie's concern deepened. "But what's happening?"
Kael's tone turned cold. "Anyway, that man doesn't deserve anyone's concern."
Valerie's eyes widened. "That man is my father."
Kael's jaw clenched. "That man was neither a good father nor an honest man. He's getting what he deserves."
Suddenly, the sound of a bullet firing cracked through the air. Valerie's eyes went wide, and she took a step forward, but Kael grasped her hand, holding her back.
"Don't go there, Valerie," Kael warned, his voice low and urgent. "The boss is very pissed off right now. It's not safe."
Tears welled up in Valerie's eyes, spilling down her cheeks. "He was my father," she whispered.

"Babe, I heard making love mid-bungee jump is incredible... wanna try it?"

Evelyn Kendall was a conservative woman. The wildest thing she'd ever done in her life was agree to her husband Sebastian Ashford's idea of outdoor thrills.
But halfway through, Sebastian got a call from his sister-in-law Arianna and abandoned her hanging in mid-air, leaving—his ridiculous excuse being that Arianna had stomach cramps from her period.

Our ceremony was ambushed underground. One exit. Corvin was the only one who could move fast enough to carry someone out.
In my last life, he chose me — and left Niamh behind. She didn't make it. He spent five years after that making sure I understood what that meant. Every day I woke up was a day she couldn't. When I finally ran out of ways to leave quietly, I chose a window that faced east and walked into it.
Now I'm back. Same corridor, same chaos, same choice.
This time, I said: "Take Niamh."
The way his shoulders came down — like something he'd been holding for years, finally put down — told me everything five years together never did.
He promised to come back. He was already moving when he said it.
I knew I had to get out myself. But the ferals who'd killed Niamh last time found my corridor before I made it to the stairs.

When the screen lit up, my heart stopped beating.
The woman twisting on the bed, breathless and flushed, was Rachel. The innocent girl we grew up with. The adopted sister I had fiercely loved and protected for over a decade.

And the hands claiming her body?
They belonged to my childhood sweetheart, Sebastian. On his finger glinted the very wedding band I had lovingly slipped onto his hand.

"I missed you so much..."
"You drive me crazy, baby..."

His hoarse moans coming through the speaker were agonizingly familiar. Those exact sweet whispers, the ones that used to make my heart flutter, now completely destroyed me.

To the outside world, we were the ultimate power couple. I ran his empire, exhausted myself to build his perfect life, while he bathed in everyone's envy. But who knew my flawless marriage was nothing but a sick, twisted lie?

Tears blurred my vision, but as the video ended, my sorrow morphed into something cold and lethal.

Sebastian thinks he is a master manipulator. He thinks he can have my loyalty while drowning in my sister’s bed.

Well, since he loves acting so much... I think it’s time I gave him a taste of my own performance.

Playtime is over. I am going to tear down his 'perfect husband' facade piece by piece, and I won't stop until I witness his total ruin.

Hiding my identity and marrying an ambitious female celebrity—this is the most boring social experiment I've ever done.
She wants me to leave with nothing.
She gave my family heirloom to that gigolo.
She tweeted that I was "low-class trash".
She didn't know that Hollywood, which she was desperately trying to climb up to, was nothing more than my backyard.
She had no idea that those capitalists she fawned over would all bow down and call me "Mr. Rockwell."
Until that night, she stripped naked, attempting to offer herself to the enigmatic "godfather of capital"—
The leather sofa slowly turned around.
The lights were on.
She saw my face.
“Chloe,” I flicked my cigar ash, “what brings you here?”

After three years of agonizing IVF, I was forced into three abortions. The reason? My mafia in-laws’ pet bird stared at my belly and shrieked, "End it."
Even when I was carrying healthy twins, my own parents held me down and forced abortion pills down my throat. My husband—the man I once took a bullet for—watched coldly. "Listen to the bird. Abort."
Lying in a pool of blood, I finally discovered the horrific truth. There was no "sacred bird." My marriage, my ruined womb, and all the IVF tortures were actually part of a terrifying conspiracy.
On my fourth pregnancy, the bird finally decreed, "Keep it!"
As the whole family treated me like a queen and rejoiced to welcome their precious heir, I quietly walked into the operating room.
Armed with lethal evidence, I crashed their grand succession ceremony.
You want an heir? I’ll send you all to hell instead.

In Cape City, where secrets linger in grand mansions, Williams Donald faces different family problems, his marriage to Julian Peterson was hell, he almost Lost his two legs as a result of falling upstairs when his wife threatened him with a knife, he became paralyzed. Later the mysteries surrounding his father's death, Mr Donald confronts a money laundering scandal led by Mr. Andrew Peterson. Enduring humiliation and tragedy, Williams discovers his father's hidden legacy, propelling him on a quest for justice. Can Williams break free from deceit, or will the Peterson mansion crumble under its dark past?

Paty Hartwell is a sex crimes prosecutor with a razor-sharp sense of justice and a secret she never saw coming: she’s a killer. By day, she fights to put monsters behind bars. By night—or, more accurately, by accident—she’s racking up a body count. It all started when a rapist walked free, and a confrontation ended with her mother’s heirloom knife in his throat and a stray dog christening his corpse. Now, Paty’s got a fluffy sidekick named Dexter, a trail of bodies, and a problem that’s spiraling out of control.

Someone saw her kill. And he likes it.

Her mysterious stalker doesn’t just watch from the shadows—they’re an accomplice, cleaning up her messes, leaving cryptic notes, and dropping tips for her next target. As Paty’s dark impulses grow, so does the chaos. Enter Detective Roger Blackwood, the brooding, unattainable crush she’s fantasized about for years but can barely speak to without choking on her own nerves. When she’s recruited to a covert human trafficking task force he’s leading, Paty’s forced to work side by side with him, battling her feelings and the electric tension between them. Complicating matters further, Blackwood’s being framed, and the truth could destroy them both.

But the real danger? Paty’s heart. Caught between Roger’s smoldering intensity and her stalker’s unsettling devotion—both vying to claim her first kiss in their own dangerously unhinged ways—she’s torn. And with every new body, Paty realizes she’s not running from her darkness; she’s embracing it.

Justice isn’t just blind—it’s bloody, messy, and oh-so-tempting. For Paty Hartwell, the line between right and wrong isn’t just blurred—it’s been slashed to pieces.

Detective Mara Quinn has spent her life outrunning shadows some from the criminals she hunts, others from the past she refuses to face. When a string of ritualistic murders rocks the city, Mara is forced to work alongside Dr. Elias Ward, a brilliant but secretive forensic psychologist with ties to the case that run far too deep.

As the body count rises, Mara discovers unsettling patterns buried in the victims’ histories patterns that connect to her own fractured childhood. Every clue drags her closer to a truth she isn’t ready to accept: this killer isn’t just targeting strangers. He’s hunting those bound to her by blood.

Caught between solving the murders and protecting the secrets of her lineage, Mara must choose expose her darkest past or risk becoming the killer’s final message.

A taut, atmospheric thriller packed with twists, betrayals, and a haunting exploration of family ties, Bloodline Secrets asks the chilling question: How far would you go to protect what runs in your veins?

When Grace Parker witnesses a brutal murder in Chicago, she thinks her biggest problem is staying alive long enough to testify. But when the witness protection program relocates her to the sleepy town of Cedar Falls, she discovers the killer's reach extends further than anyone imagined.
Sheriff Jake Morrison doesn't trust the beautiful city woman with too many secrets and a fake identity. But when bodies start dropping and Grace becomes the target, Jake realizes she's not the threat—she's the key to stopping a conspiracy that reaches the highest levels of his town.
As Grace transforms from terrified witness to fierce fighter, she and Jake must navigate deadly games of cat and mouse while fighting an attraction that could get them both killed. Because in Cedar Falls, trust is a luxury they can't afford, and love might be the deadliest secret of all.

Detective Sam Rivera thought that leaving the LAPD would help her get away from the evil that followed her around. Tidewaters, California, is a quiet beach town, but it hides secrets deeper than the Pacific Ocean. When her second day as a private investigator comes around and she finds the body of a youth, she remembers the people who told her, "Don't trust anything here." As Sam digs deeper, she finds a web of corruption that includes lost children, old practices, and a town that feeds on its own children. But what was the scariest discovery? The young girl who died keeps showing up in her dreams, pleading for justice from beyond the grave. They won't let strangers leave some places if they know too much about them.

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.

The plan was simple: Break the nephew by seducing the uncle.
Wesley Vance didn't just break my heart; he tried to sell my dignity. So, I went after the only man he feared. The man who owned the city, the empire, and Wesley’s future.
Lance Lawson. He’s cold. He’s untouchable. He’s my ex-boyfriend’s uncle. I thought I was the one setting the trap. I wore his shirts, haunted his penthouse, and chipped away at his legendary control until the ice finally cracked.
But I made one fatal mistake. I thought Lance was a man I could use and discard. I didn't realize that once you wake a predator, he never goes back to sleep.
Now, Wesley is gone, the Vance family is in ruins, and I’m trapped in a gilded cage of my own making. Because Lance doesn't want my loyalty. He wants my soul.
I wanted revenge. I got an obsession.

I wore a mask to my own wedding—not for romance, but for survival.
My grandfather's ultimatum was clear: marry his childhood friend's grandson, or watch my inheritance go to the step-sister whose mother murdered mine for my father's fortune.
So I became someone else.
Hidden behind carefully crafted features, I walked down the aisle to a man who couldn't even be bothered to show up.
For two years, we lived as strangers with rings on our fingers—him in his world, me in mine.
He never knew the truth: that the woman he ignored was the same one who'd helped him save the Wright Group, the same one he'd despised from the moment we met.
But I played my part perfectly.
And when the divorce papers were finally signed, I thought I was free.
I thought wrong.
Because the mask is coming off, and the CEO who once looked through me is about to discover exactly who he married—and lost.

My billionaire lover brought out a bespoke mermaid gown, declaring he would marry whoever could fit into it.
But in my past four lives, every woman who tried it on—whether an ambitious imposter or me, his true love—was brutally tortured and murdered by him.
In my fifth rebirth, the butler knocked on our door with a polite smile, "Mr. Voss says his true love is among you."
Since we four women would die no matter who wore it...
We exchanged a look in the dead silence, turned our heads in perfect unison, and locked our eyes onto the only man in the room.

For three years, she nursed her paralyzed husband, risked her own life testing experimental drugs, and nearly destroyed her health to pull him back from the brink of death.
But on the very day he fully recovered, he held his first love in his arms and declared, “I will take care of her and our child for the rest of my life.”
Heartbroken, she asked for a divorce. In return, he coldly froze all her bank accounts and forced her out of the house with nothing, sneering, “You are nothing without me.”
It was not until she hid her pregnancy test and walked away for good that he finally panicked.

She thought she was escaping one cage. She walked straight into another.
Georgia Steele married a man she didn't love to save her family — traded her youth for a gilded prison in Pasadena and called it duty. Then Lord Carlisle Strathearn walked into her life and offered her everything she'd been denied: passion, freedom, the kind of love that made her forget her vows.
She left her husband for him. She left her family. She left everything.
It was only when the doors locked behind her that she realized Carlisle had been watching her long before that first night at the art gallery. That his desire wasn't for her — it was for her destruction. Her father's sins had cost him everything. And Georgia was going to pay the debt.
Now she's trapped beneath a Victorian manor in California, drugged, gaslit, and erased from the world — while Carlisle hosts dinner parties on the floor above her head.
She had two choices once. She has none now.
But the walls she's writing on are starting to whisper back.
Married for Money' Buried for Revenge is a dark psychological romance series about obsession, revenge, and what survives when everything else is taken away. For readers who like their villains brilliant, their heroines unbreakable, and their love stories soaked in shadows.

When a picture-perfect marriage shatters after the death of their son, Aveline’s life turns into muted colors and empty canvases. Her husband, Adrian, once her muse and anchor, becomes a stranger. Distant, cold, and drowning in secrets she can’t name.
Then comes Ezra. A quiet, charming art student with a haunting gaze and rumors clinging to his name. They say he was involved in the mysterious death of his teacher. But in his silence, Aveline finds something dangerously alive. The warmth, the attention, the raw emotion she thought she had lost forever.
As their connection deepens, so do the cracks in her perfect facade. Ezra’s eyes feel too familiar. Adrian’s sudden obsession with the boy feels too strange.
And when the brushstrokes of truth begin to emerge, Aveline realizes she’s trapped in a masterpiece of deceit. Painted by the man she married, and colored by the boy who might destroy them both.
Love. Guilt. Obsession.
Some secrets aren’t buried in words, they’re painted in the way someone looks at you.

（Do not open this novel lightly, or you will become so engrossed that you won't be able to stop reading for three days and nights...）
Four years ago, he heartlessly drove her out of the house, heavy rain pouring down. Margaret's heart fell with the rain, disappearing into the silence of that desperate rainy night.
Four years later, Margaret transformed into a cold-faced CEO, decisive and capable, with only a sweet and obedient daughter softening her heart.
She thought Raymond hated her to the core, not realizing that after that night, Raymond went mad searching the world over just to find news of her.
Upon meeting again, surrounded by numerous CEOs, she deliberately ignored him.
Raymond advanced towards her, 'I told you, you can only be my woman.'"

After a blackout one-night stand, Celine discovers she’s pregnant by a stranger she knows nothing about. Three years later, Hunter Reid returns to town.

He’s cold, ruthless, and obsessed with perfection. When their paths cross, Hunter finds Celine’s kindness and naivety infuriating—but he can’t ignore the pull he feels toward her, no matter how much he tries to deny it.

Celine, confused by his hatred, does her best to steer clear of him, but fate keeps throwing them together. As secrets unbox, she’s faced with a choice: risk her heart for a man whose icy gaze hides dangerous truths, or walk away to protect her child’s future.

Can Celine break through Hunter’s walls, or will his past shatter their chance at happiness?

Anna Lancaster was the family shame, hidden in the shadows while her perfect half-sister, Lauren, was groomed to marry William Fairchild—the ruthless, devastatingly handsome billionaire heir.

But on the night of the fairytale wedding, Lauren is found dead.

To bury the scandal, the cruel Lancasters force Anna into her sister’s still-warm, blood-soaked wedding dress and drag her down the aisle. Now, she is bound to a man who despises her very breath, trapped in a gilded mansion where the walls whisper lies and danger lurks in every corner.

William thinks he’s married a meek, helpless pawn. The Fairchild family thinks they can break her.

But they don't know the truth.

They think Lauren’s death was the tragedy. They don’t realize it was just the first move in a much darker game.

In a house full of monsters, the innocent bride might just be the most dangerous creature of all.

Welcome to the Fairchild Mansion. Step inside if you dare...

My boss’s brother is the father of my child, and he has no idea.

Three years ago, I was the scholarship girl in a borrowed dress. He was the stranger who pinned me against the elevator wall, and I can still feel the intensity of that moment. I didn't know that night would leave me with a son who has his father's dark eyes.

Now, Alexander Thorne is back. He’s walking through the corridors of Thorne Empire, staring at me with a gaze that burns. He thinks I’m just Elena, the efficient assistant. He doesn't know about the toddler waiting for me at home.

"You look familiar," he said, cornering me in the breakroom. His scent—expensive cologne and musk—flooded my senses, dragging me back to that night.

If he finds out, he could take everything. My job. My son.

But tonight, in the empty office, the air is thick with tension. He leans close, his voice dropping to a rough whisper. "I can't stop thinking about you," he growled, his eyes darkening as they dropped to my lips. My body betrays me, and I’m left longing for him.

（There is a lot of sexual and stimulating content, minors are not allowed to read!!!）
After one wild night, she became the CEO's secret lover.
To pay off her debt and redeem herself, she signed a contract with the CEO.
They agreed it would be just physical—no emotions involved.
But in reality...
The little assistant was spoiled rotten by the CEO, who spent lavishly just to make her smile.
Yet she packed her bags and fled in the middle of the night, "If I don't run now, I'll die in that bed!"

When I found out my boyfriend actually had a wife, I got drunk in a bar and kissed a stranger. I didn't expect it would be the start of something much more complicated... The stranger I kissed became my boss, his dog somehow only liked me, and I was introduced to a crazy world where supernatural beings existed....
I was asked to look after my boss’s puppy while he was away. The next day, there was no puppy, but a little boy...
Boy: "Mommy! I’m your pup!"🤩
Me："You are the dog??”😳
Boy "”No! I am a wolf 🐺"

Nina Miller is a simple and easy-going girl. At 17, she gave her virginity to a stranger she met at a club. Now at 27 years, she met the guy who took her heart but he's engaged to her friend. Will she break friendship or mend the relationship?

Michael Vincent Thompson, the first of the three boys in the Thompson's family and the heir to the Thompson's Empire, currently the CEO of the Thompson's Empire is a ruthless billionaire who has everything that money could buy and an heiress of the Mason's Media Group as a fiancée. But a night with a naive virgin girl changes his view of women. Will he risk his inheritance for a naive virgin girl or will he marry an heiress and expand the family business.

On a stormy night, I, Freya Austen, the Alpha heiress, was secretly poisoned by my sister Tiffany. A towering figure loomed over me. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. His cock, hard as steel, thrust into my wet, aching pussy, each brutal slam hitting deep, shattering my willpower and driving me to collapse in endless waves of pleasure.
The last thing I remember was my father's hand across my face and his voice: "Get out of this pack."
Five years later, I'm back as Crystal, the jewelry designer every East Coast pack wants to hire. I have three kids now, and I want blood.
The moment I walk into Crown & Gem, I run straight into Alexander Reid—my ex-fiancé, the strongest Alpha.
"You're still just exiled trash," Tiffany says, hanging off Alexander's arm with that fake sweet smile. And Alexander's harder to read—ice cold one minute, almost uncertain the next.
Our world has simple rules: betrayers pay, and Alpha blood doesn't lie. I'm taking back everything they stole from me. Maybe even the Alpha who should have been mine—and the father who doesn't know his children exist.
To everyone who destroyed my life: I'm back. Ready to see what a she-wolf's revenge looks like?
（This book contains mature content. Not suitable for minors.）

I am ANNABEL DRAKE, a woman who has spent her entire life in the shadows of others. A forgotten girl child, and also an underestimated employee, in fact I am everything you can think of because I have been through a lot .
It started after my father was imprisoned for a crime he didn’t commit. My family lost everything: our fortune, our home, and most painfully, our dignity. My mother fell ill under the weight of disgrace, and I became the sole provider, fighting every day just to keep us alive.

When an unexpected job opportunity lands in my lap, I see it as an opening way out of poverty and struggle. Working as an executive assistant for Carson Clair, the almighty billionaire CEO of Sonclair Enterprises, isn’t easy. He’s rude, and unnecessarily leading over everyone in a bad manner, and I can tell you unapologetically that he's everything I despise in a man. But the paycheck is good, and I need it.

Then, the unimaginable happens after a few months. Carson makes me an offer I can't refuse because it is such a juicy offer. It was a contract marriage.

He needs a wife to secure a billion-dollar deal, and in exchange, he promises to clear my father’s name, pay off my mother’s medical bills, and set me up for life. It sounds like a dream… until I realize I’m falling for him.

Just as I start to believe that maybe, just maybe, this arrangement could turn into something real, my world shatters again. I discovered a secret which was actually the truth and it changed everything. Carson isn’t who I thought he was. And neither is the man I’ve been secretly confiding in... Fred Mark.

Ava Thorne never felt she could be Alpha Jackson Wolfe's mate, a merciless man. She was weak and helpless, unable to match the force and domination his pack demanded. Driven by three indisputable reasons—his pack needed a strong Luna, his desire to find an alliance with another strong Alpha through marriage, and a deep-rooted dread of vulnerability—something Ava's presence brought too near to the surface—the rejection was quick and forceful.

Ava departed broken and humiliated, but she left with more than just dashed dreams. She carried his secret: twin heirs to the Blood Moon Pack developing inside her.

Ava comes back five years later, no more the defenseless girl she once was. She is a mother, strong in her own right but still delicate in ways that trouble Jackson. Jackson understands too late what he threw aside as foes near and treason threaten his pack.

But as he finds out about his kids, old scars come back and rivals hiding in the shadows start to stir. Jackson has to choose whether he would fight for the family he unintentionally built or let darkness take over everything considering the possibility of losing everything.

Ava's life is thrown back into peril; one mistake might ruin both of them.

And this time Jackson could be late to rescue them.

It's been five years since that one memorable night of passion in the arms of a stranger whose name she never learned. The single mother is now struggling to make a living as a nanny in the affluent city of Argento Heights until her son's new benefactor at school happens to be the very same man.

Damien Locke is a heartless tech tycoon who doesn't trust love until he comes across a boy who feels strangely familiar. And when Lena's name appears on the boy's emergency contact sheet, everything starts to fall apart.

He doesn't remember her. She cannot pay the price of truth. But when Damien suggests a pretend engagement to quiet gossip and land a billion-dollar deal, Lena accepts for the cash, for her son… and perhaps for one more night.

Yet the past does have claws, and secrets this deep never remain buried

“I want a divorce!” Angela said, staring at her young and handsome husband with her head high.

“You had the nerve to tell me that? Fine! Who wants to stay married to an ugly and stupid woman?” Sky Mars scoffed, looking at her from head to toe. “How much do you want from me?” He asked, thinking she only married him for his money.

“I don’t need your money, Sky. Only that,” Angela pointed at the beautiful handmade quilt on the bed.

“Not only you’re ugly and stupid, but you’re also crazy. Take this, sign the divorce papers, and don’t ever come back,” He took the blue peacock design comforter on the bed, throwing it at her.

She picked up the quilt that landed on the floor and turned her back on him, hugging the soft fabric as she walked toward the door. She did not bother correcting him that she is not ugly and stupid, but crazy? Maybe. She was probably insane falling in love with Sky, that not only the name and status is beyond her reach but also his heart.

He was my fated mate. Not the Alpha I was promised.
I was meant to be Luna to Darius Thorn—cold, cruel, and hungry for control. But the night I saved the rogue wolf Kieran, my soul was claimed by him instead.
And now, the pack will burn to keep us apart.


As the destined Luna of the Crescent Moon Pack, Lyra’s life was mapped out: a mating ceremony to the ruthless Alpha Darius, a lifetime of duty, and a future she never chose. But when she rescues a bleeding, broken rogue named Kieran, a soul-deep bond ignites between them—one that defies the pack’s laws, the Alpha’s will, and even the ancient prophecy that binds her fate.
Torn between the mate mark of Darius and the telepathic pull of Kieran, Lyra is thrust into a war of love and power. Darius’s obsession twists into violence, his dark illusions and treachery threatening to shatter the pack from within. But when her latent storm-wielding Luna powers awaken, Lyra discovers she is far more than a pawn. She is the Luna-born, her glowing mark a beacon of hope—and a weapon.
With Kieran at her side, Lyra rallies the loyal, roots out the traitors, and defies a prophecy that demands she sacrifice the one she loves most. She will not bow to the Alpha Council. She will not let Darius steal her freedom. And she will not let the world tell her who to love.
This is not just a war for the pack.
This is a war for her soul.
And she will burn the old rules to ash to claim it.

"Your body wants this, you are just stubborn. Allow me to bring you mind-blowing orgasms that will make you undergo spasms." I said, sliding another finger into her V-Opening a bit to locate her G-spot.
Isabel and Mavis nursed a secret crush for each other in high school, but they never expected to be forced into such close quarters as step siblings.
They suddenly find themselves sharing a roof and try to navigate the complex emotions they've been trying to suppress for years.
They must decide whether to give in to their feelings or fight to resist them.
Can they keep their relationship a secret, or will it be exposed for the world to see?
And what will happen when their parents find out?
WARNING: This story contains explicit and mature content.

"God is just an abstract idea, Bruno."
Nadja’s words are laced with years of suppressed rage. He wasn’t there during the horrors of her childhood, nor when she was tortured to the brink of death.
But Bruno’s response is a heavy one: "He was always watching. Without that fire, you would never have become His chosen one."
After escaping the brutal syndicate that raised her to be a numb "Angel of Death," Nadja wants nothing to do with fate. But destiny has other plans. She is tasked with a mission that feels like a cruel joke: saving Gabriel Castain, a ten-year-old girl who happens to be the daughter of Lucifer.
As the lines between heaven and hell blur, Nadja must face a heart-wrenching choice. Is saving the devil’s child the ultimate path to atonement, or just another game played by the God she no longer trusts?

She ran away from home, leaving with anger inside her heart.
She will never accept his father's mistress to become the legal wife after her mom died.
Alone, lost, hungry, and desperate.
She met the young and wild Lance Angelo Vergara.
They shared a night full of passion.
Ashamed of what she did.
Nathalie Audrey Falcon leaves without saying goodbye.
Leaving Lance is so much rage and burning desire.
After 6 years, their path crossed again.
The Forgotten Desire that they felt a long time ago, ignites.
Lance will never forget the night that they had chased her.
But it will never be the same again.
She is already married, with a twin. Hiding something...
And he has a secret...That will about to be revealed...

“I need to know if you taste as intoxicating as you feel,” he says roughly.

His fingers hook into my panties and tugged them down.

“Cassain…” I murmur, but the word dies as he lifts my leg onto his shoulder, pulling me closer. One slow, deliberate stroke of his tongue on my Clit, steals the air from my lungs.

My knees threaten to give out, pleasure crashing through me, saved only by his hand sliding beneath my shirt, firmly palming my boobs.


Nova has loved her best friend, Cassain , for as long as she can remember. But now that he is Alpha, tradition demands he marry a woman of noble lineage, someone who can bring honor and political strength to the pack. someone worthy of his title. Someone that isn’t her.

Until danger forces his hand.

To protect her, Cassain makes Nova his mistress. What begins as a calculated move soon ignites a passion neither of them can control.

He was supposed to be a one-night stand. Not my roommate, my captain, and my biggest enemy.
I'm Elliot Cross, and I came to college on a hockey scholarship with one goal: prove everyone wrong about the "too small" goalie and make it to the NHL.
I wasn't supposed to hook up with a stranger at a frat party.
I definitely wasn't supposed to discover that stranger is Weston Pierce, my team captain, and new roommate, the guy everyone on the team hates.
West is 6'3" of cold, controlled perfection. He's strict, demanding, and treats me like I don't belong on his team. On the ice, he humiliates me. Off the ice, he ignores me.
But when we're alone? When no one's watching?
He can't keep his hands off me.
It starts as hate. It turns into heat. And then it becomes something neither of us can control.

"Why are you here, Carly? What brings you all the way to Russia?" Landon inquired, a hint of concern in his voice.

"Tell me, are you working with those agents, perhaps, mingling in some thrilling covert operation?" he pressed further, his eyes welling up with tears, gripping Carly's arm.

"You're my girlfriend, Carly. You shouldn't be keeping secrets from me!" Landon shouted, his voice filled with frustration and hurt, his grip tightening.

"Pretended girlfriend, remember? But don't worry, love, our secret mission awaits!" Carly corrected gently, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.


Landon, a wealthy tech mogul plagued by a genetic disorder, uncovers a hidden past that connects him to a clandestine organization, yet his life lacks one vital element: true love.

When he hires Carly as his secretary, their paths unexpectedly intertwine, leading them on a thrilling journey.

However, their blossoming love is put to the test as Carly's past resurfaces, putting their lives in jeopardy. With unexpected twists lurking at every turn, Landon must confront his own secrets and make a heart-wrenching choice between love and his covert mission.

Will they find solace in each other amidst the chaotic circumstances, or will their concealed truths drive them apart?

‘you only need to put up with this for another 12 months’
‘You will leave this place and never come back’
‘You will find your mate and know what love is really like’
Sami knows that her time is running out at her pack. Her step brother is about to take on his alpha title, her step mother despises her and when her father died at the age of 10 Sami became a member of staff and not a member of the family.
As Sammy knows that if she should stay in the country of her birth her brother would kill her and as she is only 19 and is not yet a full wolf.
The powerful Lunas that accompanied her are attacked and left for dead. Weak, scared and vulnerable Sami tries desperately to find a place to hide. That was when a powerful alpha called Knox Mathias found her .
He knew from the start she was his mate but he had secrets. Can Sami trust him fully even though they are fated mates. When Sami learns the truth about Knox could she be about to find out her true destiny?

“My name is Isabela Darius, and for five years I’ve kept a secret that could change everything.”

I knew crossing paths with Gabriel Castellano again would be dangerous. He’s not just an arrogant and controlling billionaire; he’s also the man who broke my heart—and the father of the child he doesn’t know exists.

I had a plan: keep my head down, stay invisible, and move on with my life. But the moment our eyes met that night, I knew fate had other plans. Gabriel has always been ruthless, and now he’s determined to uncover what I’m hiding.

Between his anger, my guilt, and the undeniable love still lingering between us, one thing is certain: secrets don’t stay buried forever.

And mine is about to be exposed.

A surprise baby from a passionate night with a billionaire? Check. Six years of silence? Check. But now, he's back in my life, not as a lover but as my boss and fake husband.
Axel, the walking distress signal, is a brooding, controlling billionaire who's married to his restaurants.
Reconnecting with him has plunged me into a world of chaos, but the real bombshell is that I have to play his wife to save his empire.
As I linger in his embrace, it's becoming harder to resist the allure. However, with every stolen moment, the risk of losing everything I've fought to protect grows. Will I give in to temptation, or will my secrets bring about our downfall?

"Look at me!" He spoke angrily.

"You're a monster," I said softly, almost whispering, refusing me to obey.

"Look at me!" He shouted, making me comply. "I rule this place, ragazza! You only speak or move in my presence if I allow it. I decide whether you live or die. I am the Don, ragazza," he said, pointing the gun at me again, this time at my head, the same place he had just shot.

I struggled to breathe, my chest rising and falling, his words echoing in every part of my body. He stared intensely at me while cocking the pistol, ready to fire.

"Don't hurt me, Stefano," I pleaded, my voice trembling and faltering.

"Too late, Beatrice."

His fingers moved; Stefano was about to pull the trigger when the image of Davide filled my mind, his laughter, the sleepless nights caring for him, and most importantly, the question of who would take care of him when I was no longer there. Stefano had no right, Stefano couldn't do this, and I would do anything to save my son, even if it meant handing him over to one of the leaders of the most powerful mafia in the country. It was time to tell the truth.

"We had a child that night!"

It is a betrayal, torture to love, secret baby book that has a billionaire CEO and a young not so rich lady working for him. Betrayal comes to the least you expect in the book.

Matured content.

"Why...are.. you looking at me that way?" Emily stuttered.

"I want to kiss you so bad."

"I.I...me..."

Have you ever been lied to?

Have you ever tried to change someone?

Have you ever thought you knew someone but found out things were not how it seemed?

Emily Riverstone finds out that her new boyfriend happens to be the owner of a multi billionaire company and had been hiding his indentity from the world and even from her.

Will she be able to overcome the consequences that comes with knowing the truth or will it be the death of her.

He once swore the whole world to me，yet he threw me aside without a second thought，all for his precious adopted sister.
He trampled on my love, ruined my youth, and let me fall into the abyss alone while doting on another woman.
Years later, I return from the ashes, powerful and cold.
I will step into his world, shatter his fame, destroy his fortune, and take away everything he holds dear.
He abandoned me for his adopted sister.
Now, I am his inevitable ruin.

To avenge his beloved, my husband locked me—pregnant—in a dog cage and sank it into the icy lake outside our house.
"Wendy spent ten minutes in the water. You'll stay in there for two days."
I screamed and pleaded, "I'm not lying! I really am pregnant! Please!"
But he towered over me, his eyes full of disgust. "You'll say anything to avoid punishment—even a lie like this?"
As the iron cage sank, the freezing water swallowed me—and took the unborn child with it.
Two days later, he had the cage hauled up, waiting for me to beg Wendy for forgiveness.
But all that was left inside was a curled, lifeless body, my dress soaked in vivid red.
I hovered above, watching coldly as he clung to my corpse, howling like a madman.
Eric, why are you crying?
Isn't this what you wanted?

"He chased her once in silence. Now, he’ll tear the world apart to win her back."
She was his secret.
Now she’s the one thing he can’t afford to lose.
For three years, Aria Hartfield has lived in the shadows, hidden beside Alpha Xander Stone, loved in silence, and slowly breaking.
Then she returns to her rumoured mate, and Aria walks away. Pregnant. Determined to start over.
Until Xander finds her with another man, one shattered table, one broken face, one secret no longer hidden.
And for the first time.
The Alpha begs.

Cody’s a dancer with big dreams and no cash; Ryan’s a Hollywood heartthrob hiding who he really loves. One hot night at an after party sparks a secret romance, but when a leaked photo blows up their lives, the paps won’t quit. Cody’s stuck with hate mail, Ryan’s team wants him to fake a girlfriend, and messy side drama with a jealous co-star, a broke brother, and a sneaky reporter makes it worse. Can they keep their love alive under all the cameras, or will fame rip them apart?