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Anna had it all, a perfect life and a loving husband. But destiny has its own plans. Switching tickets with a young musician, her husband Marco dies in a plane crash and her world crumbles upon her. Unable to cope with the pain she remains locked in her house refusing to face reality until her nightmares come to life. Dreaming how people would die she has one week to track them down and save them. Now she has to begin a race against the clock and save as many as she can. Being overwhelmed she finds relief in listening to young saxophonist Enzo Buonaurio. Little did she know he had an unintentional final word in her husband’s early passing. What will happen when Anna dreams of Enzo's death? Will she be able to forgive and save him? Or let destiny play its card?

“He saw her..…wanted her. And nothing would stop him.”

"Bella Reed never wanted any of this….Moving to New York, the elite private college she didn’t belong to. And definitely…….not him.

But things change when her parents uproot their lives and move her to New York City, to live in a house her grandpa left for her father and to attend one of the best colleges in America…. against her will.
King’s High is a big and beautiful college built for heirs, legacies, prodigies and children of obscene wealth.

On her very second day, she makes a mistake that changes her life forever.
When the arrogant and untouchable Rick Dawnson mistakes her for just other girls who would melt at his attention, Bella reacts on instinct. She slaps him….in public. She didn’t know who he was. Didn't know what he was capable of…

At first, Rick wants revenge. He wants to remind Bella of her place, to crush her defiance and prove that no one embarrasses him and walks away. But something darker takes root.
Rick doesn’t seek revenge the way others would. Instead, he tightens his grip slowly until Bella finds herself trapped in a binding contract she never meant to sign, working as a personal maid inside his world, his mansion, under his rules. A job she takes only because her family is drowning, and she has no other choice. She tells herself she can endure anything for her parents.

But surviving Rick Dawson is different because he doesn’t just want obedience…he wants her. He doesn’t want a maid…he wants control and submission. He sees something in Bella, something he wants….Something he'll claim.But falling for him might be the most expensive mistake of her life.And once she enters his world, there’s no easy way out.

⬥ Keegan ⬥
I was sent to her.
To watch her. To protect her. And, when the order comes… to kill her.
My name is Keegan Caffery. I’m the Carter Mafia’s best hitman. I don’t miss. I don’t fail.
At least, I didn’t use to.
I don’t know what it is about her that got to me first—her mouth, her mind, or the way she looks at me like I’m not what she should fear.
I’ve had a gun to her head since I walked into her life.
She knows it.
And she still doesn’t run.
She just watches me back like she’s studying a problem she refuses to call impossible.
She’s the one variable I can’t control.
And God help me… I don’t want to.
I have an order. I have loyalty. I have a trigger.
But every time I imagine it—
I can’t stand it.
Her or me. That’s the math.
It’s a deadly equation I don’t want to solve.
⬥ Maisie ⬥
I’m not ordinary. I stopped pretending long ago.
My name is Maisie Seo. IQ 145. Clinical genius.
Which sounds impressive until you realize what it actually means: I don’t fit anywhere people expect me to.
I see patterns everywhere. Outcomes before they happen. People like equations I’ve already solved.
It gets lonely in a world you’ve already figured out.
So I dull myself down. Smoke the edges off. Pretend, badly, to be the kind of normal that lets people stay.
Then he walked in.
I knew what he was immediately. Dangerous. Intentional. Wrong in all the right ways.
I should be afraid of him.
I keep waiting for that to kick in.
Instead, I’m fascinated.
Because for the first time in my life… I’ve found something I can’t solve.
He is my deadly equation.

This is not your typical love story. This is so much deeper than that. This is a story where they find themselves and also find out things they didn’t know about each other. Hell, you might find out some things about yourself. This story is for your adult smut pleasure. This is a story of fiction (unless you have a story like this one). But, are they the only ones wanting him? Or is there somebody else out there willing to do anything to get him back?

I inherited a family heirloom watch. It heats up when I'm in danger, shoves me out of the way when I'm attacked, and in the middle of the night it folds my clothes and makes me a cup of tea at exactly the right temperature. I know there's a guardian spirit living inside it, but I've never asked who he is, what his name is, or why he's here. I got used to his presence—so used to it that I started taking it for granted. Then I met an antiques dealer. He was gentle, polished, and thoughtful in every way. But the guardian spirit reacted like he'd gone insane. I snapped at it, "You're just a watch. What right do you have to interfere in my life?"

The morning after the Haze, I open my eyes expecting to see the love of my life, my fated mate. Instead, I see... HIM! "This can't be happening!" *** Would you rather live in a world where the impossible is possible or the possible is impossible? Blanca faces an uncertain future when she finds she's mated to the one man she never thought could be her mate. If Kieran is her mate, then her entire life is a lie. Since she's been abused her whole life, that might be a good thing. But this is... wrong on so many levels. Will Blanca find out the truth about her real identity--or be banished from her pack forever? If you like love with a twist, give this one a chance--don't quit too soon, or you'll never find out Blanca's secret!

"Spread your legs," he commanded.

I obeyed without thinking, opening my thighs to him as he positioned himself between them.

"Are you nervous?" he asked.

"Yes,"

His hand drifted lower, over my stomach, until his fingers found my clit. He circled it slowly, deliberately, watching my face. "Do you like how I touch you here?"

I nodded, unable to form words.

"Use your words, Elena. I want to hear you say it."

"Yes," I gasped. "I like it."

"Tell me what you want, Elena." His fingers continued their torturous exploration, dipping inside me then returning to circle my clit. "Be specific."

I swallowed hard. "I want... I want you inside me."

He shook his head slightly. "Not good enough. Tell me exactly what you want."

My face burned with embarrassment. "I want your cock inside me. Please."


In a world where humans rank at the bottom of a hierarchy dominated by vampires and werewolves, Elena once had it all: a loving family and a devoted werewolf boyfriend.
Then her world shattered. Her stepmother schemed to sell her to a vampire as a blood source, while her boyfriend betrayed her for her roommate, claiming Elena was "too ordinary" and "not wild enough" for him.
Drowning her sorrows in alcohol, Elena encounters a mysterious stranger and shares a passionate night with him.
What she doesn't realize is that her one-night stand is none other than the formidable Alpha leader of the Silver Moon werewolf clan—the most powerful werewolf in existence.

The dress she wore looked innocent at first glance. Soft cream silk, thin straps, short enough to reveal the smooth length of her legs. But as she moved, the slits at the sides shifted apart, exposing flashes of skin along the curve of her thighs and hips. My jaw tightened with an overwhelming desire. She noticed exactly where my eyes had gone. Her gaze lifted slowly to mine, and for a brief second I caught something dangerous there. Annoyance. And desire too. It flickered across her face before she turned away from me. Why did she have to pretend that she didn't want me as much as I wanted her too?

“I don't like butterflies, ” I said quietly.

Her brows furrowed slightly. “Why?”

“A butterfly flies away eventually.” My grip around her waist tightened. "Is that your plan?"

Her eyes returned to mine. “And if it is?”

“Wrong answer. You can't fly away.”

I lowered my second hand from her neck to her waist slowly. The silk bunched beneath my fingers. Gods. She felt soft everywhere, making my control thin dangerously.

“We don’t need a ceremony,” I murmured against her skin.

“Silas…” that was her cry for help, for reasoning. But it was too late. All I heard was her begging me to mark her.

My wolf surged immediately. I kissed the side of her neck again, slower this time, letting my mouth linger against her pulse. I could feel how fast her heart was beating now. The need to claim her was already unbearable. I tightened my arms around her as the mark settled beneath her skin. My breathing turned rough instantly from the force of it. The feeling was almost overwhelming. Her knees nearly buckled beneath her afterward. I caught her immediately. Her fingers clutched my shirt tightly while she tried to steady herself. Then slowly, she lifted trembling fingers toward her neck.

“What...?” she whispered.

I felt no regret for claiming her. She would be mine. Forever.
Fate may have chosen Silas for Alexa but somewhere in the shadows, someone is watching. Someone who believes Alexa stole the life that should have been hers. And she'll do whatever it takes to take it back. Even if it means destroying Alexa in the process.
And when buried secrets begin to surface, Alexa will be forced to answer one impossible question: What is more dangerous than being claimed by an Alpha?

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?

"Is there a reason why I shouldn't fuck your brains out right now?" he asks and I shudder.
"Nnn... Nooo! I don't have a reason," I stutter.
"Good! I am about to forget you are my princess and fuck you like a slut," he promises as he fucks me.
"I am a slut, only for you," I murmur.


I have always had a crush on my dad's best friend, but he never saw me as a woman. He always referred to me as a child and treated me just like one. Something was off in the air when he looked at me and spoke to me from time to time. I could feel the need in his voice and the fire in his eyes.

So when my parents had to leave for some days and he was asked to take care of me I knew that was the only chance I would ever get at making my feelings known to him and to know whether or not what I saw was real or if I wasn't hallucinating.

The first few nights were tough and he kept off saying I was off limits to him, but what if I am not and he is only trying to send me away because of the lady I saw him kissing the other night?

Ava married him to save him from his vicious girlfriend, but at the altar, he whispered: "Just as you ruin me, I promise to ruin you beyond repair."
What followed was hell—his girlfriend in their bed, hot soup on her face, and a name she never thought she'd call herself: bitch.
When she couldn't endure anymore, she did what he always wanted. She threw her ring into the rain and signed the divorce papers.
Four years later, she's back. A Zillionaire. With three gorgeous sons who have his eyes.
Her husband knelt before her at the airport, flowers in hand. "Please forgive me, wifey."
She adjusted her sunglasses. "Ex," she remarked. "Get ready. Things will get messier from now on."

"Please," I gasped. "Don’t stop. Fuck me."

He leaned down and kissed me as his cock sank deep into my deepest part.

I tightened my legs around his waist, overwhelmed by the unparalleled pleasure and the perfect rightness of our bodies joining.


My name was once Eileen—a maid who was burned alive for her mistress’s crimes.

Now I’ve woken up in her body: Vespera Thorne, the cruel noblewoman who stole the Dragon’s Heart and dragged me with her to the stake.

Worse still? The Dragon’s Heart is still hidden in Vespera’s room. And the dragon searching for it? He’s now a beautiful, amnesiac young man named Cassius.

He doesn’t know that when he regains his memories, that cold, ancient god will burn me to ashes because of this deception.

If I want to escape being burned alive, I must complete the Soul Contract with him—so that even after he remembers everything, he won’t be able to kill me.

The problem? I don’t know if the Soul Contract succeeded.

And his attitude toward me has become hot and cold… Could it be that he’s already regained his memories?

⚠️ READER ADVISORY ⚠️

This is not a traditional fantasy romance.

This book explores the darker side of love—built on lies, manipulation, and moral dilemmas.

The female protagonist is not a misunderstood good girl. The story contains deception and forced bonds.

As a wife and mother, she came home one day to find another woman in her place.
That was when she knew. This marriage was beyond saving.
The lies and deception were just a thin veil no one bothered to see through. The favoritism. The blame. Year after year, cutting into her like glass.
When the birthday cake she had fought so hard to get ended up in the trash, she swallowed her tears along with the bitterness.
Giving up became inevitable. So did the divorce.
It wasn't until dust settled on her vanity table that her husband and children finally realized—home had become a cold, empty coffin.

“You are my mate,” he growled, his voice blending with his wolf’s. “You’re not leaving me again.”

Ella’s fury ignited. “Alpha Derek,” she spat, her voice trembling with barely contained anger. “I am not your mate anymore. Control your damn wolf.” She shoved him aside with surprising strength, her power flaring, leaving Derek momentarily stunned. She didn’t look back as she walked away, leaving him standing there, lost in disbelief.
Derek remained where he stood, his mind racing. He had lost her once. He wouldn’t lose her again.

Ella Brown’s life was supposed to change for the better when she turned 18—gaining her wolf and preparing for her engagement to Alpha Kevin Taylor. But everything shatters when she catches Kevin with her stepsister, Sandra, the night before the ceremony. Heartbroken, she flees into the night, only to stumble upon her fated mate, the powerful Alpha Derek of the Moonstone pack. Their irresistible bond leads to a night of passion, but Derek coldly rejects her the next morning.

At the engagement party, Kevin twists the truth, publicly humiliating Ella. Alone and betrayed by both alphas, she discovers she’s pregnant and flees her pack. Years later, as a renowned healer in the north, Ella is sought after by desperate packs suffering from a deadly plague. But when Derek shows up at her doorstep, demanding her help and refusing to let go of the bond he once rejected, Ella must decide—will she heal his people or make him suffer the way he made her?

Can Ella protect her heart from the mate who broke it, or will Derek reclaim what he believes is rightfully his? Or what do you think would happen when the Vampire Lord– Valen Draven, suddenly becomes interested in the Healer as she turns out to be his Soulmate? Or when his brother Sebastian Draven starts Coveting her power to make himself more powerful so he can destroy Valen and claim what he feels is rightfully supposed to be his

The twist just doesn't end.

I used to be the Rosewood family's most beloved youngest daughter, until they took in Sabrina as their adopted daughter and everything changed.
My family said Sabrina's father saved my life, that I owed her everything. They forced me to donate blood for Sabrina until I was drained dry, demanded I give her my heart, and I died a miserable death on Christmas Eve.
As I lay dying, I could still hear them discussing how to throw Sabrina 'a unique Christmas party' to celebrate her recovery.
When I opened my eyes again, I'd been reborn, sent back to the day they first forced me to donate blood years ago.
This time, I yanked out the needle myself and slammed the family severance papers at their shocked faces. "The papers are signed. From now on, I have nothing to do with the Rosewoods."
Later, I became Nicholas Harrington's bride, taking on the surname that commanded worldwide respect. My designs swept across the globe, my name shining on the international stage, while the Rosewood family went bankrupt. My brothers knelt outside the Harrington estate, sobbing and begging for my forgiveness.
I stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching coldly. Nicholas wrapped his arms around me from behind, his chin resting gently against my hair, and murmured adoringly, "My princess, I've acquired the Rosewood family. It's yours now."

Three years of their contract marriage, Kathryn Alberto got tired of how unfair her husband treats her and requested to have a divorce. Lyon Alberto is a very busy man that he hardly remembers he’s married and it almost seemed as if he was forced into the marriage. Lyon rejected Kathryn request for he’s running for the presidency election and needs his wife till it’s over. Lyon offer her a contract to stay for 3months till the election is over. Kathryn accept but on a condition and that’s if Lyon stays with her 24hours. The Table turned! Things are about to get spicy! Now that Lyon finds his wife more attractive and his dirty past!!

Sable Hale ran from the one man fate chose for her.

In the Black Pine Pack, there is no bond stronger than the mate bond and no greater betrayal than rejecting your Alpha. But when Sable discovers the truth about the man destined to rule beside her, she chooses freedom over a crown she never wanted.

Five years later, she has built a life far from the pack and the Alpha who once set her soul on fire.

Until the past finds her again.

Kier Blane never stopped searching for the woman who ran from him. As Alpha of Black Pine, he has power, loyalty, and an entire pack at his command but none of it matters without the mate who shattered his heart.

When Sable is dragged back into pack territory to face trial for abandoning her people, the fragile peace between them explodes. Old wounds reopen. Dangerous secrets surface. And the bond they tried to destroy refuses to stay buried.

But someone in the pack has their own plans for the throne and for Kier.

With betrayal lurking in the shadows and the council threatening to tear them apart, Sable must decide what matters more: the freedom she fought for… or the Alpha she never truly stopped loving.

Because running from fate is one thing.

Surviving it is another.

Avery Brown always dreamed of a perfect life with her husband, Scott Brandon. Everything seemed to be falling into place, and soon she was expecting a baby.
But everything changed the day she came home from the hospital, ready to share her happy news. Instead, she found another woman in her husband's arms. As if that betrayal wasn't enough, Scott handed her divorce papers and cast her aside as if she meant nothing.
Five years later, Avery returns to the city with her daughter and a new strength. She is no longer the woman who once begged for love.
What she never expected was her ex-husband's desperate attempt to win her back.
Will Avery give him another chance or will she walk away for good?

"You are mine alone and no one else would have you" Jayden the school's well known bully and an unrepentant playboy shrieked at her and she frowned anger seething through her.

"Point of correction, I would never be yours so get that into your thick stupid skull".

"Get away from me for I have a have a boyfriend who awaits me" Rhoda yelled at him pushing him off and walking away from his sight.



Jayden was the school's head bully. Once you refused to sleep with him, he would bully you till you succumbed.

In Rhoda's case, she was strong headed and refused to be affected by his bullies.

She ignored him and bare whatever thing he does to her as long as he never saw her panties.

She was finally happy she when they entered their final class as would soon be freed from his bully but it looked like the moon goddess hated her and would never let her be happy "so she thought".

Rhoda's world crumbled the day she finally turned 18 and discovered that her boyfriend Luca who had been with her ever since she was 8 wasn't his mate, rather it was Jayden whom she dreaded.

Jayden was grateful as the strong headed girl would finally melt in his hands.

But was Luca who rejected his mate a year ago for his girlfriend ever going to allow Jayden have what was his?

Would Rhoda ever accept Jayden as her mate?

Would Jayden be letting her go just because they might refuse?

Read on to find out in this fantastic novel.

I died painfully after being sacrificed by my foster family.
Reborn, I walk away from their fake affection.
My true billionaire kin treat me as their priceless princess.
All those who once hurt me get what they deserve. A powerful, quiet tycoon stands firmly on my side, shielding me from all schemes and malice.

"Is there a reason why I shouldn't fuck your brains out right now?" he ask and I shudder.
"Nnn... Nooo! I don't have a reason," I stutter.
"Good! I am about to forget you are my princess and fuck you like a slut," he promises as he fucks me.
"I am a slut, only for you," I murmur.


I have always had a crush on my dad's best friend but Jack never saw me as a woman and rather he always referred to me as a child and treated me just like one. Just that, something ws soff in the eau he looked at me and spoke to me from time to time. I could feel the need in his voice and fire in his eyes.

So when my parents had to leave for some days and he was asked to take care of me I knew that was the only chance I will ever get at making my feelings known to him and to know whether or not what I saw was real ot if I wasn't Hallucinating. The first few nights were tough and he kept off saying I was off limits to him, but what if I am not and he is only trying to send me away bechause of the lady I saw him kissing the other night?

Everyone thinks Nadia Hart is pure innocence—sweet, soft-spoken, and untouchable. She is the girl no one ever suspects of harboring dark, dangerous desires. Her best friend, Brielle, is the exact opposite: loud, reckless, and addicted to taking whatever—and whoever—she wants. Especially her own stepfather, Kane Vale.

Brielle treats Kane like a secret she owns. Nadia listens, pretending not to care. But behind her quiet smile lies a dirty secret: Kane isn't a stranger. Long before Brielle brought her home, Nadia shared an uninhibited night with him in the dark.

The moment Kane sees Nadia in his house, recognition burns through him. He knows exactly who she is, and he’s been waiting for her to break. What starts with a covert midnight rendezvous and a near-catch by a sleepwalking Brielle quickly spirals into a taboo dynamic. When Nadia catches Brielle and Kane in the act the next afternoon, Brielle doesn't back down—she pulls Nadia deeper into the fire, convincing her to join them in a boundary-pushing threesome......

“Lucy stole my fiancé.”

My best friend stared at me.

“So?”

I smiled.

“So I'm going to marry her uncle.”

I never planned to become Manhattan's biggest scandal.

But after my fiancé, Kyle, cheated on me with Lucy—and I discovered that I was drugged, left in a stranger's bed, and pregnant with a baby whose father I couldn't remember—I was done being the woman everyone could betray.

Lucy stole my man?

Fine.

I'd become her family.

I walked into billionaire Adrian Wells's office, claimed he was the father of my unborn baby, and proposed a contract marriage.

One year. One billionaire husband. One unborn heir.

It was supposed to be the perfect revenge.

Then Kyle wanted me back. Lucy tried to destroy me. My coworkers came after my career.

And Adrian—the ruthless man I thought I could use—turned out to be the most dangerous temptation of all.

I married him to punish the people who betrayed me. But what will happen when they expose the one lie that could make my husband betray me too?

Everyone knew my twin sister wouldn't live past eighteen. So they gave her all the love, leaving me to survive in the shadows.
When I suffered a asthma attack on our birthday, my mother locked me in the basement.
"Stop faking it. Don't ruin your sister's last birthday," my mother hissed.
She thought I was throwing a tantrum for attention.
She was wrong.
I died on the cold concrete floor while they sang Happy Birthday upstairs.
Now, I am just a ghost floating in our living room. I watch my parents complain about my selfishness. I watch them make empty promises to treat me better tomorrow.
They don't know there is no tomorrow for me...

"First, unlimited funds. Second, you clean up every mess I make. Third, keep out of my private life."
Those were the arrogant demands my student laid out when I, the top art professor in New York, offered to make him my exclusive protégé.
The entire faculty gasped. No one dared speak to a Voss heiress like that.
Instead, looking at his face, I gave a slow, quiet nod.
"Agreed," I whispered. "Just make sure you never ruin that face."
He thought I was just another rich, desperate woman blinded by love. He spent my money, flaunted his little girlfriend in my face, and trampled all over my dignity, thinking I would never let him go.
He forgot one crucial detail about being a substitute.
The moment the original returns... the fake becomes worthless.

I met my future husband from thirty years later in a late-night diner. He knows every hidden habit and secret of mine. Mistaking the star quarterback for my destined love, I endured endless ambiguity and humiliation from him and his stepsister. But when he abandoned me in front of the whole school, I finally learned the truth — the man meant to love me for a lifetime was never him.

That night, I was dragged into a parking lot and beaten until my hands could never hold a scalpel again.

I thought it was random. Until I heard my own brother and fiancé talking—

"Those thugs went too far, but the result works out, doesn't it? This time, the award will go to Charlotte."

Charlotte. The "poor orphan" my family adopted.

For twelve years, she stole my papers, my opportunities, my glory. And the two men I trusted most handed her everything on a silver platter.

They called me spoiled. Selfish. Difficult.

They even believed I started the fire that killed our parents twelve years ago.

But here's the truth: Charlotte started that fire. I was the one who dragged them out.

They thanked the wrong sister. For twelve years.

Now they want me dead.

Fine. Let Penelope Ashworth die.

After my eighth trip to the psychiatric ward, I finally became the perfect, obedient wife my husband always wanted—even when I caught his childhood friend giving him a handjob in our living room.

"Ever heard of knocking?" Eric snapped, his eyes dark with irritation. "If those hands are useless, might as well chop them off." Without a word, I grabbed a kitchen knife and raised it toward my wrist. He kicked it away, screaming at me to stop being dramatic. So, I turned and charged headfirst toward the floor-to-ceiling window.

When I woke up, I heard him laughing with her. "She's fine. Just another attention stunt." He didn't know that the "treatment" he authorized had broken my mind into a million jagged pieces. He didn't know about the shock collars, the waterboarding, the dark cells. He thought I was finally "cured" of my jealousy.

It wasn't until a rafting trip, when his friend pushed me into the rapids and my prosthetic eye popped out and rolled across the deck, that his world shattered. As he stared at the empty black socket where my left eye used to be, he finally realized what those facilities had done to me. He dropped to his knees, screaming my name, but the woman who loved him was already dead.

Will his tears be enough to bring back the wife he destroyed, or is this just the beginning of his hell?

I died on my birthday.

While kidnappers shattered my limbs and violated me to death, my family was throwing a grand party for my sister Chloe—yes, we shared the same birthday, but only hers was worth celebrating.

I called my father for help. He sneered and hung up: "Stop using this pathetic kidnapping stunt to ruin Chloe's birthday."

I called my fiancé Mark. He said with disgust: "If you're going to die, do it somewhere far away."

In the final second before the flames consumed me, I finally understood—

I was never loved in this family.

And now that I'm truly dead, now that they've discovered Chloe hired those men to kill me, now that the truth has been exposed to the world...

Will they regret it?

Or will they, as always, continue to favor Chloe and blame everything on me—the dead one?

Six months after our breakup, I ran into my ex-boyfriend, Arlo, at the Beach Club's VIP party.
His new girlfriend, Calliope, tapped her champagne flute to demand everyone's attention.
"Let’s propose a toast to Arlo, who finally crawled out of his pathetic past."
Arlo wrapped his arm around Calliope and threw a mocking glance at my dress.
"The smartest thing I ever did was letting that charity case pay off my fifty-grand car loan."
"Once I got my Varsity jacket, I dumped her for my actual queen."
A collective gasp ripped through the room.
Everyone thought I would storm out in tears, but I just smiled and signaled for the show to go on.
"What exactly are you raising a glass to, Juno?"
I leaned back in my chair and looked at her calmly.
"I’m just celebrating that you guys are having fun on my turf."
"YOUR turf?"

Being born a Moretti daughter means one thing: the family owns you.

In my past life, Vivian thought she had what it took. She promised Dad she could handle it, swore up and down she'd make him proud. Six months later, she'd burned through three generations of work and left us with nothing but an empty shell. Our enemies found her eventually. Broke both her legs.

And me? I married Marco Rossi.

Everyone envied me for marrying into one of the most powerful families in the city. What they didn't know was that I was his prisoner. He used me, turned my family's connections into stepping stones for himself, spent my money on his mistresses, used my body as a bargaining chip at his deals.

In the end, Vivian killed me. Jealous of my "perfect life," she dragged herself over on those broken legs and put a bullet in me.

When I open my eyes again, I'm sitting in Dad's study.

The door slams open. Vivian bursts in, cutting me off before I can speak. "Dad! I'm marrying Marco Rossi! Give the family to Sienna!"

I look at her and smile.

This time, I'm going to survive. And I'm going to do a hell of a lot better than just survive.

My husband is sleeping with my own sister. Cliché, right? I drove to Black Pine Lake to catch them, but stumbled into a brilliantly twisted murder trap instead. Now, the cops think I am a jealous, psychotic killer. Declan believes he dug the perfect grave for me. But did he?

The day I died, my sister wore the wedding dress I had always dreamed of, and married my boyfriend.
My family felt no sorrow over my disappearance.
My brother suspected I deliberately avoided blessing my sister.
My silent father believed I was malicious, unwilling to see my sister surpass me.
My mother called me ungrateful and demanded I apologize to my sister.
They didn't care if I was alive.
They were only worried that my absence would sadden my sister by denying her my blessing.

“I will not listen to any more of your insolent behaviour boy. You brought this on yourself. You marked this young woman and now you must take her as yours.”

In that instant Ziza felt her heart shrivel, die and plummet deep into the bottom of her acidic stomach. Take her as his? Her hand in marriage? Surely the king wouldn’t be so cruel that he would give her hand in marriage to his beast of a son.

She just lost her job, lost her boyfriend, and was tortured by her half-siblings and their mother. And this was what she got—marrying a ruthless, cold prince who’d slapped her and insulted her?!

Would she have even a glimmer of hope in this arranged marriage?

let a stranger destroy me in a hotel room.

Two days later, I walked into my internship and found him sitting behind the CEO's desk.

Now I fetch coffee for the man who made me moan, and he acts like I’m the one who crossed a line.


It started with a dare. It ended with the one man she should never want.

June Alexander didn’t plan to sleep with a stranger. But on the night she celebrates landing her dream internship, a wild dare leads her into the arms of a mysterious man. He’s intense, quiet, and unforgettable.

She thought she’d never see him again.
Until she walks into her first day at work—
And finds out he’s her new boss.
The CEO.

Now June has to work under the man she shared one reckless night with. Hermes Grande is powerful, cold, and completely off-limits. But the tension between them won’t go away.

The closer they get, the harder it becomes to keep her heart and their secrets safe.

When Sarah is forced to accept a marriage proposal in place of her half sister, Veronica, she never imagined the man would be Edward Huxley.
Edward Huxley, the formidable owner of Huxley Airline and Shipping Company and the most eligible billionaire bachelor in the country, is shocked and enraged when he discovers that the woman in his bed is not Veronica, as he expected, but the unknown and seemingly bland illegitimate Maxwell daughter. Their encounter ends in an unplanned one night stand.
When Veronica learns of Edward's true identity, she decides she wants him for herself. Together with her mother, she accuses and humiliates Sarah.
Heartbroken and shattered, Sarah leaves the country. Four years later, she returns as a different woman with a successful career and her adorable twins, who share the unmistakable features of the country's billionaire heartthrob, Edward Huxley.
Edward is stunned by her transformation and finds himself falling for her all over again. Determined to win her heart, he sets out to rebuild their family. But will he succeed, or is he already too late with the enigmatic Benicio always by Sarah's side, his eyes filled with love and devotion?

I never dreamed I'd marry Art William Jr.—a billionaire CEO, tabloid sensation, and New York's most notorious playboy.
He was sullen, domineering, and barely looked at me—except at night, when he couldn't sleep alone and would sneak into my bed and torture me with stolen kisses like a psychopath.
Our marriage was a sham. I was living in hell of luxury, and he was the prince of that hell. I thought it was going to be boring, until things got complicated—I unexpectedly became pregnant with his child.
I decided to run, to escape it all. But when love and betrayal threatened to destroy everything, could I escape unscathed?

Riley Royce life shatters the night she finds her boyfriend in bed with her roommate. Heartbroken, humiliated, and burning for payback, she does something wildly out of character at a party.

She kisses a stranger, slow and daring, just to make her ex choke on regret.

That stranger is Kai Rossi. The campus hockey captain. Untouchable. Dangerous. The kind of man girls fantasize about and never actually get.

The kiss is supposed to mean nothing. A one time indulgence. A reckless mistake fueled by anger and too much alcohol. But when Kai asks her to be his girlfriend, Riley finds herself pulled into a fake relationship charged with stolen glances, heated touches, and chemistry she cannot ignore.

What Riley does not know is that Kai has his own motives for wanting her close. Dark, calculated reasons tied to a bitter grudge against his powerful father.

As their pretend romance turns intoxicatingly real, boundaries blur and desire takes control.

Secrets unravel. Her mother. His father. A past betrayal that binds them together with more than lust.

“You’ll move in with me and your sister will be taken care of. You'll tell your sister that I'm your new boss.” He spelled out.

“You'll wait for me every night on my bed so I can fuck you mercilessly for making me set my eyes on you after seven years. I hate you. You have no fucking idea.”

I wanted to sob. It was fucking over. I am giving the next three years of my life to this man, just so I could save my sister and clear my debts.
…….

My life has been a rollercoaster of suffering with no end. It became worse the very minute I was at my lowest, and I locked eyes with my high school bully.

I had no idea how he found me but now that we were all grown, I knew he would never leave me alone.

After seven years, he still didn't change. He was still a thorn in my flesh, and he always managed to make me wet and weak in the knees.

I ran. I ran. I ran, but he always found me.

Gabriel Wilsons, the well known 'devil' in the whole business industry of Chicago. He has everything that you wish for your dream man to have. Power, money, perfection, handsomeness and a body like a Greek God. But he's in love. He's still in love with the woman from his past.

The same woman he has given everything he had before, but eventually betrayed him, left him and shattered his heart into pieces. And because of that, he turned into a cold, heartless, rude and an arrogant billionaire who will do everything to seek revenge and to show her that she's no longer important in his life. Even though the truth is the opposite of what he is doing.

That's when he met me. I applied as his Personal Assistant to fulfil my bucket list of dreams. To explore my life and experience everything. Then he offered me a deal. He asked me to marry him just to show his ex that he already moved on.


"She's pregnant." He blurted out and I almost fall from where I stood. I just grasped the backrest of the couch to support my weight. The pain creeping in my heart was unbearable but I managed to stay calm.

"Congratulations!" I said faking my excitement. Well, I can't call it as cheating because she's the real reason why we were pretending as a couple. And that's when I made the biggest decision in my life. Taking the biggest secret in me, that I've already fallen in love with him---- I left him. Then eventually I learned a lesson.

'Loving someone who doesn't love you back isn't as hard as loving someone who can't see your worth and only uses you as his way to get someone he loves back into his life."

"If I were pregnant... what would you do?"
Jasper Finn didn't hesitate.
"Get rid of it."
On their third wedding anniversary, Quinn Ledger received two gifts from her husband. A divorce agreement and the woman carrying his child.
The other woman was her stepsister.
For three years, Quinn endured humiliation, betrayal, and endless accusations of being barren from the Finn family. She loved Jasper with everything she had, yet he never chose her.
So this time, she stopped fighting.
She signed the papers, walked away, and took her secret with her.
What Jasper never knew was that Quinn had been hiding something powerful enough to destroy everything he valued. The truth about the child he believed she could never give him.
Then Morrison Drax returned.
The ruthless billionaire who had loved Quinn long before Jasper ever noticed her.
While Jasper desperately tries to win back the wife he threw away, Morrison is already by her side, protecting her, spoiling her, and claiming the future Jasper lost with his own hands.
Now Jasper wants a second chance.
But the woman who once loved him blindly is gone.
And this time, she belongs to the man who never let her go.

I used to be an ordinary person — until one day, my younger brother killed someone.
Everyone got down on their knees, begging me to save him. So I took his place and went to prison.
On the day I was released, my fiancée Teresa publicly broke off the engagement: "A convict like you doesn't deserve me!"
My adoptive parents disowned me on the spot and kicked me out: "You're a murderer. We don't care if you live or die!"
I agreed to everything right then and there.
But when they found out who I really was, they regretted it.

Seraphina Vale spent her life playing the perfect wife—quiet, obedient, unseen. Until one night, she breaks every rule she's ever lived by and meets the wrong man.
Lucien Blackwood doesn't do love. He does power, revenge, and control—and he never planned on falling for a woman whose life he's about to upend.
When secrets unravel, betrayals ignite, and empires clash, Seraphina must decide: stay a pawn in a game she never asked to play—or claim the life—and the man—she truly deserves. She slept with the wrong man.
Turns out he might be the only right one


"Let's be honest," Adrian said, leaning against the bar with a smirk. "We've reached an impasse. I have a proposal—an open marriage. Keep the public image, stop pretending. What do you say?"
He was waiting for my tears. He was waiting for me to beg.
I looked him straight in the eyes and smiled.
"Fine. An open marriage. I agree completely. But remember, Adrian—freedom works both ways."

The third girl knelt between his legs, planting slow, teasing kisses across his abs, their warm breath mixing with the haze of smoke in the room.

The dim, colored lights bathed their bodies in a sultry glow, and the pounding music created a rhythmic beat to their movements.

Damian’s head lolled back lazily as he took a drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling seductively around him. He exhaled slowly, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure and disinterest, as if none of this was new to him.

The door suddenly creaked open.

"Ugh, what the hell is this?!" a startled female voice pierced through the music.

"Tell me, Miss Robin, when was the last time you disappointed someone who trusted you?"

The question hung in the air like a loaded weapon. My hands trembled beneath the mahogany table as I stared into the cold, green eyes of the CEO. He wasn't just my interviewer. He was Leonard Conti—the man I had destroyed four years ago.

"I... I believe everyone makes mistakes," I whispered, my voice barely audible in the silent boardroom.

He leaned back, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "Mistakes? Is that what you call finding your girlfriend half-naked with your best friend on prom night?"

The other interviewers gasped, shifting uncomfortably, but Leonard didn't break eye contact. He was enjoying this. He held my resume like it was a piece of trash he couldn't wait to discard. I needed this job to save my family from bankruptcy, and he knew it. He knew he held my entire future in his hands, just like I once held his heart before I crushed it.

"Here is my offer," he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper that sent shivers down my spine. "You can walk out that door now and never come back. Or you can stay, work for me, and face my wrath."

I looked at the man who used to look at me with love, now looking at me with pure hatred. I had no choice.

"I'll stay," I said.

"Good," Leonard replied, his eyes darkening. "Then let the nightmare begin."

Amelia is starting high school with her best friend Lola — confident, magnetic, fearless Lola — the girl who makes the world feel manageable. While Amelia juggles grief, an absent father, and the heavy responsibility of raising her younger brothers, Lola is her escape. Her courage. Her voice. The version of herself she wishes she could be.
But when a body lies at Amelia’s feet, and her hands are covered in blood that isn’t hers, one question echoes louder than the rest:
How did it come to this?
As the school year unfolds, cracks begin to show — in friendships, in family, and in Amelia’s own mind. The lines between loyalty and control blur. Between truth and perception. Between who she is… and who she thinks she needs to be.
Because some friendships don’t just shape you.
They consume you.
And when the illusion shatters, there’s always something left behind.

She has loved him all her life, she married him to save him from his vicious girlfriend but all she got in return was hatred and mistreatment from him and his girlfriend, when she couldn't endure anymore she did what he has always wanted, she signed the divorce papers

Two years later, she's back with three gorgeous sons and was now a Zillionaire, her husband knelt before her at the airport

"Please forgive me wifey"

"Ex.." She remarked.

For Renata, the world of the rich is a place where she will never belong, as everyone, without exception, as self-centered, mean, rude, overbearing, cheating and wicked.
When she leaves the country, she starts working for one of the biggest companies in the world, and although she hates herself for feeling this, she can't keep the bold Italian out of her thoughts, she can't control her heartbeat let alone the butterflies in her stomach every time he's around.
She tries not to want him for 3 reasons:
1 - He is rich.
2 - He is her boss, and
3 - She finds the behavior of this Italian tycoon very suspicious.
The more she tries to stay away, the more he insists on getting closer.
Between them, which will speak louder: love or reason?