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What happens when Kyrah Bailey falls in love with the son of a tycoon, Blake Dawson and later finds out that he has strings attached with his neighbor Sabrina Johnson? Will Kyrah be able to dig out Blake's past? Will she forgive Blake or not? Torn between her boyfriend, Blake and her best friend, Scott Stone, her world crumbles down as she tries to fight for her lover forgetting about her friends and family. Will she realize her mistakes and who will she end up falling for?

SLAP
"You think I’ll let Cassian take the fall ?"

"He’s my son. You? You’re just a face I regret making"!!.

Lucien was born with a secret.
One even he didn’t understand.
One his father always knew — and hated him for.
While his twin, Cassian, lived a life of freedom, Lucien lived locked behind doors, punished for simply existing.

He wasn’t allowed outside.
He wasn’t allowed to live.
He was hidden. Forgotten. Broken.

Until one party changed everything.

A mafia princess was hurt.
Cassian was to blame.
But their father made sure Lucien paid the price.

That night, Lucien was handed over to Zayn Kingsley —
A billionaire mafia heir.
One of the Eight who rule the city from the shadows.
He has two wives. A daughter. And a dying father whispering:

“Give me a son. A true heir. Or lose everything.”

Zayn doesn’t believe in weakness.
He doesn’t believe in love.
And he definitely doesn’t believe in men like Lucien.

Zayn is cold. Ruthless. Homophobic.

But what Zayn doesn’t know…
Is that Lucien carries more than pain.
He carries a secret that defies biology, logic, and everything Zayn thought he knew:

🩸 Lucien can bear an heir.

And what started as punishment becomes obsession.
What started as hate begins to burn into something forbidden… and terrifying.

She just needed the money while he just needed someone to watch his little brother.

Zara Owens is the girl nobody looks at twice, except to laugh. Bullied, plus-size, and invisible by choice and by force, she has survived three years at Westbridge High by keeping her head down, her armor on, and her expectations low. The last thing she needs is Chase Hendricks complicating any of it.

Chase is Westbridge's golden boy. Star quarterback, perfect life, the kind of face that makes rooms go quiet. From the outside, everything about him looks exactly as good as it seems. From the inside, his father is gone, his mother works doubles, his relationship is a performance, and the only person in his week who talks to him like a real human being is the girl he keeps running into in his own kitchen.

Forced together every evening under the same roof, almost enemies at school but something far more dangerous at home, they are both about to find out that the person who sees you most clearly is the one you least expected and that being truly seen, after years of hiding, might be the scariest thing of all.

Amara Cole has always believed in doing the right thing. A scholarship student at the city’s most elite high school, she’s learned to keep her head down, protect her family, and avoid trouble at all costs. But the one person she’s been warned to stay away from — Adrian Vale, the principal’s golden son — is about to turn her carefully ordered world upside down.
Adrian was supposed to be the enemy: charming, untouchable, and the reason her brother’s future was shattered. Yet, every time he’s near, her heart betrays her. And when a school project forces them together, secrets begin to unravel — secrets that could destroy both their lives if anyone finds out...
In a city where every mistake is magnified, Amara must navigate first love, jealousy, and the painful choices that come with it. Can she protect her heart without losing herself? Or will falling for the one she’s not supposed to love become the only way to truly live?

In a world marred by deceit, desire, and emotional turmoil, Alyson's life takes a staggering plunge into chaos. Her home, once a haven, becomes a battleground of secrets and infidelity as she stumbles upon a shocking betrayal involving her own father.

As Alyson grapples with the heart-wrenching discovery, her mother's self-destructive descent into alcoholism pushes her to the brink. With the unwavering support of her friend Tess, Alyson finds solace in the pursuit of a new job at a prestigious hotel, seeking refuge from the turmoil at home.

Meanwhile, the enigmatic Sky, a billionaire accustomed to fleeting encounters with women, embarks on a life-altering journey. Forced into a week-long conference by his father, he finds himself drawn into a whirlwind of unexpected emotions when he encounters Alyson, a stark contrast to the women of his past.

Intrigued by Alyson's resilience and repelled by his own destructive habits, Sky becomes entangled in a web of attraction and transformation. But as the two worlds collide, Alyson's traumatic past and Sky's hedonistic tendencies threaten to unravel their budding connection.

Amidst passion, secrets, and a relentless pursuit of redemption, Alyson and Sky must confront their demons and navigate the treacherous path to love. A tale of resilience, forgiveness, and the unexpected power of connection, their journey is one of heartache and hope in the face of life's darkest trials.

"What gives a scarred freak like you the right to stand next to him?"
Four years ago, a brutal attack left a hideous burn scar across the left side of my face. Ever since, I've hidden behind a black mask, fading into the darkest corners of St. Oak High. I thought if I just stayed perfectly invisible, I could survive high school in peace.
Then Michael came back.
He's the President of Model UN, an Ivy-League-bound genius, and the golden boy everyone revolves around. And me? I’m just a damaged outcast too terrified to show my own face.
The harder I pushed him away, the closer he got.
But when a video from four years ago surfaces—showing him throwing a punch just to defend me—his flawless future is suddenly on the line. That's when I knew I couldn't hide in the shadows anymore.
This time, even if it means exposing my ugliest scars to the harsh light of day, I will do whatever it takes to protect him.

I went into $30,000 of debt to buy my boyfriend a BMW, and he thanked me by publicly dumping me for a billionaire's daughter.

I stood in the crowded lunchroom, watching the television screen as Sean wrapped his arm around a stunning brunette and kissed her in front of the cameras. In front of the whole world. He told the interviewer I was "just a friend" who was obsessed with him. He took the car I starved for a year to buy, and gave it to his new shiny trophy.

I had no job, no car, and a looming threat of jail time because my company framed me for embezzling that exact $30,000. I was completely destroyed. But Megan, his new girlfriend, wasn't done. She cornered me at a bar and made a cruel bet: "Seduce my brother in seven days, get him to publicly announce you as his girlfriend, and I’ll give you the car back. Fail, and I will ruin you."

I was desperate. But I didn't know her brother was Tyler Sinclair. The Devil on Ice. The ruthless, untouchable captain of the Hershey Bears. The same billionaire I had accidentally met and rejected just three days ago.

I tried everything. I wore a gothic dress that made him scowl. I wore a pink cheerleader outfit that made him furious. I even slapped his perfectly carved face on the ice rink. When the seventh day came, I was dragged to the center of a packed stadium to read a humiliating apology letter Megan forced into my hands.

But before I could read the first word, the stadium went dead silent. A towering figure with a heavily tattooed arm stepped out of the shadows. Tyler. He walked straight to me, ripped the apology note in half, and took the microphone.

"Flora Morgan and I are dating," his voice boomed, echoing through the arena as Sean and Megan's faces turned pale with absolute horror. Then, he scooped me into his arms and carried me away. But as the car doors locked behind us, his icy gaze turned to me. "Don't mistake any of this theater for actual feelings, Flora."

My name is Noah Brooks, and according to my father, I committed one unforgivable crime…

I was born a girl.

Apparently, that means my older brother, Owen is destined to inherit the legendary Brooks hockey legacy, while I’m expected to clap from the sidelines and pretend I’m not the better player.

Yeah… absolutely not.

So when my brother suddenly can’t play for Blackridge University’s elite hockey team, I do what any perfectly reasonable, mentally stable girl would do.

I steal his identity.

Now I’m living as Owen Brooks, sharing a dorm with twenty sweaty hockey players, hiding in bathroom stalls to change clothes, praying nobody notices my voice cracks every five seconds, and trying very hard not to die every time someone suggests group showers.

Easy.

Except my roommate is Jace Donovan.

Campus hockey god.

Professional pain in my ass.

Certified menace.

And unfortunately… my brother’s best friend.

Jace has an annoying habit of barging into our room half-naked, stealing my food, invading my personal space, and looking at me like he knows I’m hiding something.

Which would be bad enough…

…if I wasn’t slowly falling for him.

Now I’m pretending to be the guy he’s known for years while secretly crushing on him like an absolute idiot.

Even worse?

He keeps getting weirdly protective of me.

The lies are piling up.

The championship is getting closer.

My identity is hanging by a thread.

And if Jace finds out the truth…

I won’t just lose hockey.

I’ll lose him too.

BLUE BOYXBOY

Jessie jay is a highly stuck up asshole,17 years old and straight with a huge ego.Jessie thinks that the world revolves around him and he has everyone under his control at school.When Paige,a new kid shows up 17 and openly gay with also a huge ego.Jessie realize he's and his crew is not the only badass again.As Jessie prove to Paige that he's the real deal at their school, his feelings for Paige change.

My Nerd…My Baby Boy

Being sent to his dads office again, for the third time since the week started, his eyes landed on the most beautiful boy he had ever laid eyes on.

'He's gonna be mine.'

Jace put his mind to that but there's a lot he will have to learn about the boy and those things will break jace's heart but he would still fall for the boy of his dreams.

Verena decides to give her marriage another chance only for her husband to bring in another woman, suggesting an open marriage. To make it fair, he tells her that she can date anyone as well and the idea of an open marriage was to make things work between them.

Done with Kian’s lack of respect for her, she takes his advice and gets into a one-night stand with someone who shakes up her world, who looks at her with the same affection she searched for in Kian’s eyes but never found.

The catch?— He is Daxton, Kian’s uncle.
Now, Daxton refuses to let her go. And Kian? He isn’t willing to lose her either.

Rule #1: Never fall for your husband’s ruthless Alpha uncle.

Rule #2: When your husband leaves you bleeding in the dirt, Rule #1 goes straight out the window.

I gave up my youth, my pride, and my dignity to hold together a marriage that was dead from the start. And how did Adrian repay me? By dragging my own stepsister into our home, calling her his true mate, and tossing me into the rain like garbage.

I was supposed to fade away and die in silence.
Instead, I packed my whole life into a battered suitcase, walked into a cheap downtown hotel bar, and drank until I forgot my own name. That was the night I threw myself into the arms of the one man my husband fears above all else.

Alpha Xavier. The merciless Devil Alpha of the North. My husband's uncle.

Xavier didn't just pick up my shattered pieces; he put a blade in my hand and told me to strike back.

Now Adrian is begging for my forgiveness, watching his empire crumble at Xavier’s feet. But I’m done being the victim.

I used to be the wife he hid. Now, I’m the Alpha’s lethal obsession—and I’m burning his world to the ground.
The Alpha is no longer watching from the shadows—he’s coming to reclaim his queen and destroy everyone who stood in his way

Accidentally murdered the bride? Check.
Forced to marry the cursed Alpha who’s lost six wives? Check.
Now wearing her dress, dragged to his bed, while the pack waits outside for proof he’s fucked me raw? Double check.
Remi was just trying to catch her cheating boyfriend in the act.
Instead, she tripped, ripped lace, and cracked a skull.
Now Alpha Nero Blackwater owns her.
“Bride for bride,” he growls. “You owe me a wedding… and a womb.”
The curse kills his mates before dawn.
Unless he plants an heir fast.
But something’s wrong. What if there was never a curse at all?
One night to survive.
One claiming to break everything.
One Alpha who’ll fuck her senseless… even if it’s the last thing she feels.

Mia Watson is an Orphan who was taken in by the Watson family. The Watsons has a daughter, Sarah, who has a rare disease from birth. They needed a blood donor for their daughter, so they adopted Mia, which she was unaware of. She was forced to take Sarah's place and date Nelson, one of the heirs of Sebastian Bishop.
Mia's life turns upside down when she ended up in bed with her brother in law, Damien, who is a mafia boss. Damien misunderstands her and hates her guts. She was forced to work for Damien against her fiance Nelson. But what would happen when she finds out the people she always trusted are the ones who betrayed her.
Her adopted parents, her Fiance, everyone betrayed her. Only Damien is the one who never pretended to be good. So she teams up with him to get her revenge against her adopted family. Why does Damien hates Nelson so much?
Will Mia be able to forgive him for the way he treated her in the beginning?
Why does Damien started to go soft and gentle towards his brother's fiance?

WARNINGS: RATED 18+
“Ah—” He groaned low in his throat.
He pushed two fingers inside me.
I bit down on my lip hard while my hips lifted, chasing the pressure.
A third finger followed, stretching me wider.
“Look at me,” he ordered.
His cock pressed against my thigh as he lined himself up with my entrance and pushed in.
My legs shook around his waist while broken gasps spilled from my lips.
I wrapped myself tighter around him, heels pressing into his lower back as I pulled him deeper with every thrust.
“Fuck, Kiara…”
The orgasm slammed into me so hard my hand dropped uselessly to the bed.
And then the bond snapped fully alive.
Heat exploded between us. Mate. Mate. Mate!
My vision blurred.
His eyes widened instantly. He froze inside me, hips locked against mine.
“What—”
His hand tightened painfully on my hip. “You’re not—”
“Who are you?”
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Nicole Anderson was ordered to kill Alpha Desmond on the night of his coronation.

Instead, she poisoned and murdered his Luna, wore her face like a mask, fucked the new Alpha while he was too drunk to notice the lie, lost her virginity in the middle of the deception, stole her pack’s holy relic during orgasm, stabbed him just deep enough to bleed but not die, and threw herself off a balcony in torn silk like a runaway bride covered in blood.

Now the mate bond screams in both their chests.

He’s the feral Alpha obsessed with revenge and the woman who betrayed him in the most intimate way possible.

She’s the hated firstborn daughter—born the wrong gender, cursed by prophecy, raised to kill—being sold in marriage to the man she almost murdered.

Is it possible that a marriage that started with handcuffs can end with war?

"Abort her mutt. Liora is carrying my true pureblood heir."
My Alpha husband’s voice was ice-cold as I bled out on the delivery bed.
The woman he was protecting? My fiercely loyal best friend.
While I was screaming in pain, biting my lips bloody to birth his child, he was in the next room, making her moan.
He killed our baby.
When I returned from burying my only family in the freezing rain, his guards threw holy water in my face.
"Wash her," Lachlan ordered coldly. "The stench of death on her will harm Liora's pup."
I stared at the man who once took nine lashes of a barbed whip just to marry me.
He aborted my baby to save hers. He let my grandmother die of shock.
He tossed me a bag of gold like a beggar and told me to stop causing drama.
So, I packed my bags, and vanished into his world.

Wasn't I good in bed? Didn't I spoil you enough? What the hell did those fuckers give you that I couldn't?" My husband, Dean, yells at me for the very first time, gripping my hand and when I look into his eyes, I see how much he's hurting, how much he believed all the lies, how much he's not willing to listen.

"I'd never do that to you, Dean. I love you, please believe me," tears streamed down my face as I pleaded with him.

"You're meant for the streets Bella, and that's where you'd always be,"

And just like that my once perfect marriage hits the rock edge in a twinkle of an eye.

A stripper, an exotic dancer but none of that mattered to Dean, he promised to love me and he kept to his words, not until this day.

And even worse, he used my past against me, something he swore never to do..


Ethan Fernandez, is a notorious casanova and unlike his friend, he never commits to any woman until his path crosses with Ivy, the formidable lawyer and the last person that gives a fuck about men and their shenanigans.

Now, the player becomes the played as his life takes an unexpected turn with the walking temptation that lurks in the form of Ivy Reynolds.

Maya has been secretly in love with Liam Miller, her best friend Chloe's older brother, for years even though she knows he is five years older and completely off-limits. When Liam gives her his hoodie in the rain and tells her she is growing up dangerously fast, Maya's carefully hidden feelings begin to surface. On Liam's twenty-first birthday they are left alone and share a kiss that changes everything, but Liam pulls away saying Maya is too young and this cannot happen. Maya tries to move on by agreeing to attend Spring Formal with Noah, but Liam cannot handle watching her with someone else. When their forbidden relationship explodes into a public scandal, they face backlash and accusations that tear both families apart, Maya and Liam must decide if their love is worth the price or if some lines should never be crossed.

Evelyn's life changed when a hot sexy neighbor moved into the apartment next to hers, Walt Andrews. A divorcee and an ex-mafia boss. Her only aim in life was to work hard to be a strong and independent lady, so she could bring her parents' killers to book and take revenge like she promised them on their deathbeds.

She had a one-night stand with the boy next door, Walt Andrews, and got pregnant for him. They both agreed and signed a contract to get married for One year for the Child's sake, plus Walt was willing to help Evelyn with her revenge.

But what happens when Evelyn finds out that Walt Andrews had once been married and had two children from two different women??

How would she face the truth when she learns about the real reason why Walt Andrews married her??

And what would happen when she finds out that the man she has been married to was once a Mafia boss??

In my past life, when the apocalypse broke out, I braved the pressure and opened the fortress gates to take in my mother-in-law and brother-in-law, who had nowhere else to go.
They shoved my wife and me straight into a horde of zombies.
My wife and I were reborn seven days before the apocalypse. I turned my head and saw the same fear and coldness surging in her eyes as mine:
"This time, don't open the door."
"Never." I smiled coldly.
Not only would I keep the door shut—I would watch with my own eyes as those bloodsucking ingrates, who had drained me dry in my past life, were slowly devoured by hunger and despair right outside the gate.

Five boys grow up poor. One’s killed, one becomes a cop, two join the Mafia and kill the fifth boy. The cop struggles financially and accepts favors. Frankie, Phil, and Carlo grow up in a poor Italian neighborhood in Newark, New Jersey. It was during the depression and WWII. Times were bad and for them stealing was a way of life. The brothers, Frankie and Phil Fasino become wise guys working for the Family. Carlo Cardoni becomes a policeman to get away from the criminal element, or so he thought. Using the problems of his everyday life as an excuse, Carlo accepts favors from his past friends, Frankie, Phil, and their capo-regime. Favors he knows he must someday repay. Does Carlo renege on his commitments? Are Frankie and Phil ordered to hit their old friend, Carlo? Or, does Carlo give-up being a cop and join his Mafia friends?

I was but eighteen when I found myself captivated by my best friend’s brother.

At twenty-one, I mustered the courage to confess my feelings. He welcomed me into his bed but never once into his heart.

For three long years, I reassured myself: "Just a little while longer. He will see me in due time."

Then Stella returned—the girl he had always yearned for, even while his hands roamed my body in the shadows.

He greeted her return with champagne and candlelight, and then, locking his gaze upon me amidst a gathering, he coldly declared:

"You crawled into my bed and offered yourself. Don't you see how cheap and pitiable you appear?"

I raised my eyes, meeting his once more.

"I shall no longer trouble you."

I retrieved my phone, navigated to a contact I had seldom engaged—my betrothed by arrangement—and typed: "I consent to the marriage."

I was drugged with an aphrodisiac by my competitors, and Pierce Pei dumped me in his older brother's room.
Pretending to be delirious from the drug's effects, I seduced his older brother all night long.
The moment I opened my eyes the next morning, I blushed and complained to Pierce, "You were way too rough last night. I can barely get out of bed."
"But you were so amazing last night. I really, really liked it."
Pierce froze. He threw away every gift I had ever given him.
Later, after all his black cards were canceled, he stormed furiously into his brother's office.
There, he saw the cold and aloof eldest son of the Pei family kneeling on one knee, putting shoes on my feet.

I got paid to test-sleep an heiress's fiancé.
One problem: he's my boss.
Bigger problem: I've been catfishing him online for six months—as his fiancée.
Now I'm pregnant. And he just called my real name.

He left her on the streets. His brother-in-law picked her up… and made her his wife.
On the day her ex, Mark, married the wealthy socialite Bella, Elena was thrown out with nothing but the clothes on her back—humiliated, broken, and utterly alone.
Until Eric Thompson appeared.
Bella’s older brother. Mark’s powerful brother-in-law. And the most feared Alpha in the city.
He offered her a hand when no one else would. Then, he offered her a deal:
A marriage in name only. A shield against her past. A chance to rebuild.
Elena accepted, expecting a cold arrangement between strangers. But behind closed doors, Eric’s carefully guarded control unraveled—and so did hers. Their chemistry was explosive, their nights intense, and the lines between business and pleasure blurred beyond recognition.
He was the one man she could never have… and the only one she couldn’t resist.
But when Mark realizes what he truly lost, and Bella discovers the secret behind her brother’s bride, Elena must decide:
Is this just a contract?
Or is this the love she was always meant to fight for?

For 300 days, Wendy Bailey believed she was building a family. An orphan who finally found love, she swallowed her husband's "pregnancy vitamins" like sacred vows—until she overheard the truth.

She wasn't a wife. She was a womb.

Aaron Hill's real plan: extract his heir, then bury her in a mental institution—clearing the throne of Mrs. Hill for his precious first love, Aria.

"Once she's on the delivery table, she dies after giving birth."

He wanted a son. He wanted her gone.

But Wendy already dialed the clinic. The abortion is scheduled.

Now the bleeding orphan he treats like a dog is about to teach the Hill dynasty a lesson: a vessel can shatter—and take everything down with it.

How much will it cost Aaron when he realizes he destroyed the only woman who ever truly loved him?

Revenge is coming. And it's wearing his ring.

Zarelle Feymere—heiress to the most powerful werewolf dynasty in the world—made one mistake: she fell for an Alpha who saw her as nothing more than a rare blood bag.
For three years, she endured the humiliation of a loveless mating, her veins tapped like a commodity to sustain the woman Calden Ashmoor truly loved, Thessaly. His fated mate, who rejected him to marry his brother.
When a web of lies and betrayal is uncovered, Zarelle does the unthinkable: she walks away.
Now, stripped of her disguise as a docile omega, the true daughter of the Missatian Pack returns to claim her birthright—and her revenge.
Calden always thought he’d married a nobody.
He never expected his discarded mate to come back as a queen.

Since when is eating a snack before dinner a capital crime? All because of a bag of gummies, my parents beat the hell out of me, and a judge coldly sentenced me to death. I was absolutely convinced the candy was laced! It wasn't until moments before my execution that I accidentally found out the truth: my family... were never actually my family to begin with.

For three years, I genuinely believed I was the luckiest woman in the world.

Until I hit play on that video.

The moment the screen lit up, my perfect reality shattered into a million jagged pieces.

The woman writhing on the bed was Amanda—the sweet, innocent girl we had both grown up with.

And the hand tracing the curve of her bare skin? It wore the platinum wedding band I had personally slipped onto Louis’s finger.

"I missed you so much..."

"You drive me fucking crazy, baby..."

Hearing my own husband's signature sweet nothings whispered to my childhood best friend gutted me completely.

Our entire social circle constantly praised us as the golden couple. But beneath the glossy surface, who could have guessed this flawless marriage was built on a mountain of sick lies?

Well, if Louis was such a brilliant actor, I figured it was time to give him a show of my own.

I was going to rip off his mask and show the entire world exactly what kind of monster my "perfect husband" truly was.

In my last life, I fell for every word out of Ryan's mouth.
To save his shot at attending physician, I volunteered to take the fall for his medical malpractice case.
My license was revoked. I went from being a surgeon to being a housewife trapped in his family's home, wasting ten years of my life chained to a kitchen stove.
I thought my sacrifice would earn me his gratitude for the rest of our lives.
Turns out, he'd been sleeping with that doe-eyed little nurse, Lily, for God knows how long.
When years of exhaustion finally caught up with me and my heart gave out, I collapsed on the freezing basement floor.
My husband Ryan was upstairs, arms wrapped around Lily, sleeping in the master bedroom we'd bought with my dowry.
"That bitch is finally kicking the bucket. Once she croaks, this house is ours."

I thought I was a powerless human in a school full of witches, heirs, and monsters.
Until a black magician tried to kill me.
Until my blood awakened.
Until the boy with phoenix fire knelt bleeding in my arms—and I brought him back from death.
Now everyone wants my secret.
And someone wants me dead.

I thought the scariest thing in school was the jock who harassed me. But then he vanished without a trace, and everyone blamed me.

There is no strong evidence to lock me away, so I walk the school hallways trapped in a living hell. The police watch my every move, the town hates me, and my adoptive parents treat me like an unwanted curse in their home.

Desperate to clear my name, I didn't realize the real danger was living right next door.

Xavi Moreau is the quiet, haunting boy who looks right through me. He doesn't live with his family; he lives alone in his own place. To the world, he is a handsome party guy who drinks, smiles, and blends into the crowd.

But I noticed the truth. His smiles are fake. His laughter never reaches his cold eyes. He is just copying the emotions of others to hide a dark, hollow soul.

When he notices my stares, his obsession shifts entirely to me.

Every single time he approaches me, I push him away. I deny him. I fight his terrifying presence with every ounce of strength I have left. But Xavi doesn't back down. He offers me the one thing I desperately need: a promise to find the truth and clear my name.

I wanted to find a killer to save myself, but the killer has already found me, and he has no intention of letting me go.

For three years, the whole school thought I loved privileged golden boy Sebastian Grayson. I covered his mistakes, took his punishments, and single-handedly turned his rebellious self into a Harvard admit, enduring endless mockery for my one-sided devotion.
Yet every obedient act was never love — only a contract deal.
When we reunite at a Harvard banquet two years later, Sebastian craves a second chance.
But he is too late. I will never return.

irectly in front of me.
Only the night before, she’d been curled up in my arms, her warm fingertips brushing my collarbone, our bodies tangled in tender, loving intimacy.
Yet the toe tag fastened around her ankle was etched with cold, unflinching words: Su Wan, Female, 22. Cause of death: fatal fall from height. Time in morgue custody: 365 days.
She had been dead for an entire year.
Just what in the hell was the woman who’d gasped beneath me night after night, who’d lived beside me day in and day out for six whole months—the woman I’d called my girlfriend?

The Boys of Hawthorne is a four-part series about four brothers who know the meaning of 'Blood is thicker than water,' and the girls who ultimately bring each of them to their knees.

Boston:
Boston- There's just something about sneaking around that gets the blood pumping, and sneaking around with my stepsister gets me excited in more ways than one. But falling for her, that was never a part of the plan. I should have known that once I’d had a taste of her, there would be no turning back.

Lincoln:
Lincoln- There’s nothing I like more than a good time, but when a little blonde with bright green eyes lands in my line of sight, I’m drawn to her like never before. Her innocence just makes me want to corrupt her, in only the best ways, of course, and when she’s taken from me? There isn’t anything that I won’t do to get her back.

Jackson:
Jackson- I was caught off guard when she opened up my mark's door. And when I see her later that same night, I try to do the right thing, but she was just too tempting. And now that she's in my life, even if it is a little differently than I could have imagined, I’m not about to let her go. At least, not if I can help it.

Dallas:
Dallas- My past creeps up on me in more ways than one, just as I’m finally turning my life around after making the biggest mistake of my life. I can’t stop thinking about her, but being a part of her life might be bringing danger to her doorstep and all I want to do is protect her, even if it means pushing her away.

New Day, New Beginnings.

That’s what the sign hanging on Taylor Wilson’s dorm room wall says.

Too bad she knows it’s a lie.

Because real life doesn’t work that way. You don’t wake up magically prettier, thinner, more confident, or suddenly become the kind of girl people notice.

You wake up as you.
Same body. Same insecurities. Same loneliness waiting exactly where you left it.

Taylor has spent her entire life blending into the background behind oversized hoodies and awkward silences, convinced if people look at her too long, they’ll only find something to laugh at.

Especially guys like Marco Jennings.

Cocky. Gorgeous. Star hockey player. Campus obsession.

The kind of guy who’s never had to wonder if he was enough a day in his life.

And definitely not the kind of guy who notices girls like Taylor.

Until he does.

When Marco starts failing philosophy and risks losing his eligibility to play, the quiet pre-med student he’s never paid attention to suddenly becomes the only person who can help him.

What starts as reluctant tutoring quickly turns into late nights, tension-filled banter, jealousy, unexpected vulnerability… and feelings neither of them know what to do with.

Because beneath Marco’s ego is a guy carrying more pressure than anyone realizes.

And beneath Taylor’s oversized hoodies is a girl who’s spent so long hiding that she doesn’t know how to be seen.

But falling for the campus hockey king doesn’t erase years of insecurity overnight.

And Taylor knows how stories like this usually go.

Guys like Marco Jennings don’t fall for girls like her.

…Right?

When the music building floods, Elena Rossi is relocated to a private box in the university hockey arena, only to have her sanctuary shattered by hockey captain Julian Vane. Tasked with tutoring him to save his spot on the team, she reluctantly agrees but only if their arrangement includes a public charade: pretending to date. As their staged romance grows dangerously real, a shadow from Elena’s past threatens everything. Amid late-night practices, stolen moments, and escalating danger, they must confront trust, fear, and their hearts or risk losing it all.

*his body was used to pay his father's debt for 6 years after FINALLY free from flesh and body business earning nothing,

he went home straight after escaping his boss fetishism of BDSM, through the interruptions of HiVi, a friend he knew in the club for 4 years,

turns out HiVi was the destined mate of his boss Cafelle,

but nothing was awaiting for him home,

his father was found dead after a few days he was forcefully taken,

His younger brother who's younger than him was married to a politician who's a PEDOPHILe,

again he finds himself paying another debt, caused by his younger brother to start a new life in Costa Rica,

he asked for a room to negotiate ways to pay the debt fast,

the task was easy, he will just plug the usb to the mother computer, and everything is done,

but he failed, reason, the owner of the mother computer is the once in a hundred years Extreme Alpha who turned out his mate,

now thorn between gratitude and love, he lost the life of his child, right Infront of his eyes, he saw how his baby bath in blood,

avenging the death of his child and the same person who caused the death of his biological mother, he left his mate, and never be seen again,

after missing for 8 years he met a kid, who looked exactly like him, holding Kiro's hand, calling him his mother*

Harry Green is a dominant, handsome, and seductive man. His egocentric, cold, and responsible personality is and will be apparent to society because respect is one of his attributes, while at night his daring and dark side comes to light when one of the mall employees discovers her boss's great secret. Alexandra Morin is the girl who drives the unbreakable Harry Green crazy.

"Tell me if you're hungry."
Zack was surprised, why did Cherie suddenly say that?
"Don't say you're going to turn yourself in, Cherie." Zack raised his voice slightly at Cherie.
"That's not what I meant, Zack. I'll try to prepare some food for you."
"Are you ready to share food with me?"
Zack leaned back against the bed. He stroked Cherie's leg which is above his thigh.


This pair of love slaves are a pair of Ghouls who live in Marvierra, the city of a thousand twilights.If Zack is insane of Cherie's legs, then Cherie is so lustful on Zack's sturdy arms. She couldn't lie to her own desires, every time Cherie watch a protruding vein on the surface of Zack's skin, Cherie want to enjoy it filling her mouth. So，what is the fate of their love story?

Blurb

My back was pressed against one of the bookshelves in his study, my legs raised against his hips as his fingers caressed my cunt. He moved slowly but fast enough to make me tremble with pleasure.

“You…you are my sister’s husband,” I managed to say, adjusting my ragged breath.

He pushed himself against me. “Ask me to stop and I will,” he whispered in my ear.

I pressed my lips together, unable to say a word, only moans escaping my mouth.


Alexandra Coleman is forced to work as a maid for her stepmother and sister as soon as her birth father dies. All her life she has been tortured and made to believe that her life meant nothing. Until one day when her stepsister Kara gets into an arranged marriage with a wealthy CEO.

Kara falls for him without knowing who he is, and he shares the same attraction. Now that she knows who he really is, will she be able to hide her emotions for him and work as a maid?

Or will their shared attraction draw them together?

"You taste sweet." He chuckled darkly from between my legs.
This time, a full on scream left my mouth. It was too overwhelming. I groaned, burying my face into the pillow beside me. Chanting his name.
He became aggressive, grinding his tongue against my clit. I moaned as he started to work the tip of his tongue into me. It was driving me to madness. He used his mouth to pleasure me, seemingly without a care as to how much pleasure it actually brought me and something about that made me feel even more desperate, made my body crave it even more.

I let out a relieved groan,I lay still with heart racing and tried my best to catch my breath. His warm hands stroked my body again, trailing up my body. I shook from the pleasure of his fingers wrapping around my nipples.

They said I shouldn’t exist.Heaven calls me a sin. Hell calls me a weapon. I stopped caring what they thought a very long time ago.
Geminia, half light, half shadow, Half hell half Heaven if anything like that was ever possible but i was proof that the universe has a twisted sense of humor. My blood burns with Heaven’s fire and Hell’s fury, and some days, I can’t tell which side is louder. I was meant to keep balance between them… but balance went straight to hell the second he showed up.
The Angel of Death himself.When he looks at me, it’s like the world holds its breath. He shouldn’t want me, and I sure as hell shouldn’t want him… but tell that to my heartbeat every time he says my name. The power I’ve been controlling reshaped me into something else..something neither Heaven nor Hell could touch and it could and would never be undone.

The day I gave birth, I wasn't handed my crying baby, but a tight swaddle of blood-stained cash.
To secure his seat as the new Don, my husband had traded our newborn to Agatha—my own flesh-and-blood aunt, and the young wife of his paralyzed father.
Reduced to nothing more than a convenient incubator, I spent the next four years as a prisoner in my own home.
Ronald issued a ruthless order to his men: if I ever took a single step toward Agatha’s heavily guarded wing to see my son, I was to be shot on sight.
But a mother's desperation knows no bounds.
When my boy's fever spiked dangerously high, I blasted through armed guards and walked through a blazing inferno just to save his life.
Yet, the most fatal wound didn't come from the flames or the shattered glass.
It happened in the ER, when the four-year-old boy I nearly died to save woke up, shoved away my severely burned hands, and screamed for Agatha. He begged me to leave, crying that he just wanted to be a "real family" with his dad and the woman who stole my life.
Staring at the twisted family my husband and aunt had built upon my stolen motherhood, a sudden, icy numbness quieted my shattered world.
"Call me Mom one last time," I whispered through the ash and tears, "and I promise I'll never bother you again."

"Let it be known that your blood is mine," the Vampire Prince growled, his tongue tracing the wet heat of my pulse before his fangs scraped against my sensitive skin.

I thought being sent to the Mutants Academy was hell. I was wrong. It’s a playground of carnal hunger. Three dangerous monsters want to devour me.

Adrian, the Incubus, doesn't just invade my dreams; he fucks me in them. I wake up wet, aching, remembering the feel of his thick tail sliding between my thighs, rubbing against my clit while he whispers filthy promises. "My cock remembers you, Elly," he groans in my mind, "Your body was made to take every inch of me."

Then there's Ryan, the Vampire. He cornered me in the gym, pressing his hard erection against my stomach. His cold fingers slipped under my shirt, pinching my nipple until I gasped. "Your blood smells like sex," he hissed, his eyes dark with lust. "I want to drink you dry while I'm deep inside you."

And Aidan, the Werewolf? The tension between us is violent. In the lab, he pinned me against the table, his growl vibrating through my chest. I could feel the heat radiating from his crotch, the bulge in his jeans grinding against me as he whispered how much he hated me. But his scent—musk and raw power—made my panties soak through.

I’m trapped. A vampire who wants to bite me, an incubus who wants to break me, and a werewolf who wants to knot me. God help me, I want them all.

✨ Reverse Harem (one girl, four dangerous boys)
🔥 Enemies to Lovers
💎 Hidden Identity
⚡ Secret Superpowers
🏫 High-School Drama
💋 Fated Connections & Forbidden Attraction
🥵 Steamy
💀 Mystery, Betrayal, and Magic

“You’re not having her,” I spoke, shielding her with my body.
“So be it.” And he fired.

Six years ago, a stupid lie shattered the bond between rich heiress Zenobia Hollen and her best friend, Kyle Livingston. Now, Kyle is back—broke, regretful, and desperate for a second chance. When Zenobia needs a new personal bodyguard, he seizes the opportunity, determined to prove he’s more than the boy who betrayed her.

But forgiveness isn’t Zenobia’s strength. Forced into proximity, their past is a minefield of resentment and unresolved passion. As Kyle risks his life to protect her from real threats, the line between duty and desire blurs. Can they navigate the dangers of the present and the ghosts of their past, or will the secrets and scars they carry destroy any chance of a future? In a world of luxury, lies, and lethal intentions, some second chances come with a bullet.

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

One day, During her birthday which is also thesame day as her Stepsister's, she fell into one of her schemes, she meets a cute but rude little girl and save her. His father offers to repay her with his body.
Marry me!
Cecilia: (........)!!? Little Girl: (......)!
That same day, her Stepmother came with a proposal for her to marry someone from an influential family for their family business .Thus Cecilia accepted the offer due to her suffering. Cue lots of Comedy, sweet moments between Cecilia and the Little Devil probably Big devil too.

They say true love makes a woman radiant. Noble. Beautiful.

But my marriage? It was a prison.

For seven years, I wore the shackles of "the perfect wife." I endured. I yielded. I bent over backward to keep the peace. Even when my husband banished me to the back row on our anniversary. Even when I watched him fawn over another woman right in front of me—I stayed silent.

I wanted to break free. I just didn't know how.

Then the yacht swayed, and my arm brushed against Theodore Sinclair.

He didn't pull away.

Neither did I.

When his fingers found mine beneath the blanket... when his voice dropped low against my ear and murmured, *"When we reach shore, I'll give you exactly what you want"*—

I was lost.

They say a woman who strays has no shame.

But when his lips met mine, I couldn't help wondering:

Is this it? Is this where my new life finally begins?

I’m a retired Special Forces soldier. After I got out, I handled problems people didn’t want on paper, and I’ve seen enough dirty work to last a lifetime.

When I finally retired for real, I wanted a normal life.

So I came back to the orphanage where I grew up, planning to adopt a quiet seven-year-old boy I’d kept in touch with for years.

But the moment I arrived, I was told he’d already been “adopted.”

I called the family to make sure he was safe. On the line he said, “I’m fine.”
Then I heard it—fingernails tapping in a pattern: three short, three long, three short.

The distress signal I had taught him.

I stormed into the director’s office and forced the truth out: the adoption papers were fake. He wasn’t taken into a home. He was sold.

They think I’m just a returning orphanage worker.
They have no idea what I’ve done out there—and no idea I’m very good at cleaning up this kind of mess.

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

“Did I not make you a promise?”
King Evander asked, ripping her dress off, leaving it hanging around her waist, exposing her full breast.

“I was going to make you my queen, but you are begging to be my bed slave instead,” he said angrily, grabbing a hand full of breasts, squeezing hard, making her flinch.

WARNING This story will contain Strong Sexual Content, and Scenes that may be triggering, Viewer discretion is advised.

My roommate provoked a demon, dragging me into a deadly hunt. Eerie mirror visions and ominous warnings kept coming. Just as I was on the verge of breaking, I discovered my roommate was hiding a shocking secret—and my being hunted was never an accident.