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Ryder Voss is the tattooed bad boy captain of Blackwood University’s hockey team. He sleeps around, breaks rules, and hates sharing his dorm with the new scholarship rookie.

But Alex Rivera isn’t what he thinks.

As roommates, they fight every day. Ryder can’t stand the quiet, pretty boy who talks back and avoids everything. Alex can’t stand the arrogant player who brings girls to their room almost every night.

Yet the more they argue, the hotter the tension gets.

Ryder starts noticing things he shouldn’t. The soft way Alex looks at him. The strange pull between them.

She’s pretending to be a boy.
He’s supposed to hate “him.”

But hate has never felt this dirty… or this good.

Same team. Same room. Worst mistake.

Harriet Walter once had everything wealth, power, and a future others envied.

Then she made a choice for love.

When forced to choose between an arranged marriage to a powerful CEO or losing her inheritance, Harriet chose the man she believed in Taylor. To prove her loyalty, she sacrificed everything: her family, her fortune, even the company that carried her name.

But love turned into ashes.

The man she gave the world for slowly lost everything, and Harriet blamed herself for his fall. She stayed beside him through humiliation, poverty, and regret… until the night he did the unthinkable.

With a single bet, her husband gave her away.

Now Harriet belongs to a man no one knows a silent figure whose face hides beneath the brim of a hat. A man who wins people the way others win money.

Running is impossible. She tried once.

She woke up in his bed… marked, watched, and surrounded by walls filled with her own photographs.

Someone has been studying her.
Someone has been waiting.

The question is not who took Harriet Walter.

The real question is… why has he wanted her for so long?

Letty has a passionate once night stand on the night of her divorce. After waking up with fuzzy memory of the night before she heads off to work as a sports writer. When she shows up to an interview of a difficult sports superstar she runs right into her one night stand. Is this the beginning of true love?

My birthday was never truly mine.

Everyone was busy making sure she was comfortable, happy, and protected.
When she deliberately handed me chamomile tea—knowing I was allergic—they told me not to hurt my sister’s good intentions and forced me to drink it.

My brother accused me of being jealous and locked me in the basement.

They all forgot about me to celebrate her birthday, even my fiancé.

Lying there, I realized something worse than pain—I was replaceable.

That was the day I understood the truth about my family.
I was dying on “my” birthday, and no one chose me.

Savannah was an adorable college student. To revenge her ex-boyfriend, Savannah was boldly intended to kiss a "handsome enough" man and take a video to piss her ex off.
However, she chose Callan, the most eligible bachelor in the world.
Out of Savannah's prediction, she was teased that she had no idea what a real kiss was. Then the man even taught her in person. In a great panic, Savannah ran away.
Savannah left a deep impression on Callan. However, he never thought he would meet Savannah so soon, especially, at the... male toilet!

He bent her to the bed and sucked on her nipples with great moisture before parting her legs and pounded her vagina gently leaving her moaning, “Oh Ruby fuck me well, because I am carrying your baby and we finally made it…”
And he responded and gave her furious repeated pound and she moaned at the top of her voice, disturbing the peace of the neighborhood and recalling that, of a truth in bed, billionaires didn’t only taste as the luxuries they showcased but also like the fresh juice from the first apple eaten by Adam and Eve…
…She had watched the only people she could call family being murdered by one billionaire. She embarks on a mission of no return. In her mission she would be using, charm, deceit, confusion, seduction and bravery to avenge the loss unleashed upon her.
Would she succeed or would she find true love in the cutest billionaire in town?

Claire has always been different—a beta werewolf gifted in the deadly arts of healing and poison. Feared for her unusual abilities, she is shunned by her pack, except for Dylan, the alpha’s son, who enjoys making her life miserable. But on his birthday, Claire finally gets her revenge, humiliating him in front of everyone.

She never expects what happens next. The intoxicating scent of a mate bond ties her to the one person she despises most—Dylan. Disgusted, she rejects him without hesitation. But Dylan isn’t one to be defied. Furious, he vows to make her suffer, marking her as his before tossing her aside.

Just when all hope seems lost, Claire’s fate takes an unexpected turn. Her long-lost father, Alpha Wilson, appears—alongside Blake Caesar, the powerful leader of the Mirage-Ember Pack. And to her shock, Blake is her second-chance mate. With no hesitation, she chooses him right in front of Dylan, breaking free from his cruel grasp.

But freedom comes at a price. Blake doesn’t want love—only a Luna to secure his pack’s future and a skilled poison master to aid him. Thrust into a world of ruthless power plays and deadly secrets, Claire must decide: will she accept a loveless bond for the sake of survival, or fight for the respect and power she deserves?

Alicia's life takes an unexpected turn when she is forced to marry Tobias Wilton, the mysterious brother of the powerful Alpha of the Golden Moon Pack. But their marriage is anything but conventional. Alicia never sees Tobias, and her life remains the same, except for her new status as a married woman. She wonders if she is doomed to a loveless, lonely life.
But one fateful night changes everything. Alicia accidentally sleeps with her mate, Damian Howard, and suddenly, her whole world is turned upside down. But little does she know, Damian is actually her husband Tobias, who has been living a double life in his quest for revenge against his uncle and grandfather.
Tobias’ past is shrouded in secrets and intrigue. All he did was to take revenge, including choosing an ordinary girl as his wife in his old role. For him, the fact that his wife is his mate is just an entertaining game beyond revenge, because he never believes in love and mate things.
As they navigate the treacherous waters of love and betrayal, secrets and lies threaten to tear them apart. Can they overcome the obstacles in their path and build a future together? Or will the forces working against them keep them apart forever?
This is a story of passion, loyalty, and love filled with lies. Join Alicia and Tobias on their journey and it will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very end.

Seven months pregnant, I watched the thugs Vivian hired drag us both into the warehouse.
I didn't fight for that phone. I let Vivian—Sean's ex, the woman he never stopped loving—make the call herself.
Because in my past life, I'd begged desperately for Sean to save me from this carefully orchestrated nightmare.
And he did come. He chose me over her.
Vivian was left behind. Raped. Tortured. Murdered—by the very men she'd paid to stage this.
Afterward, Sean said he didn't blame me. He took care of me through the entire pregnancy. Never missed a single appointment.
Then on the day I went into labor, he handed me over to another pack of monsters.
Everything Vivian endured—the gang rape, the abuse, the humiliation—became mine.
Before burning me alive, he threw our dead baby at my feet, his face twisted with rage:
"You wanted to survive, didn't you? This is the price. I'm going to make you feel everything Vivian felt. Not just you—this bastard that should never have existed."
Those months of tenderness were all an act. Carefully orchestrated torture designed to make my suffering absolute.
When I opened my eyes, I was back in that warehouse—watching Vivian's hired thugs hold up the phone, forcing us to choose who gets saved

I had the gift of beast-speech, and beasts never lied to me.
When my sister, Valora, brought me a wild berry tart, a forest finch shrieked, "Poison!" In my past life, I believed it. I flipped the tray, cursed her, and was thrown into the dungeon like a madwoman. In this life, I did the opposite. I ate it. I vomited blood, and my spirit wolf died instantly.
When it was time to marry, a raven warned me that my Alpha fiancé was a "disfigured madman." In my past life, I broke the engagement and married a Beta, only to be tortured to death by him and his mistress. In this life, I insisted on marrying the Alpha. But on my wedding night, a blood-soaked, disfigured monster was waiting for me.
When my mother-in-law, Liora, coughed up blood in front of everyone, a nightingale cried, "Give her White Dittany for the poison!" In my past life, I force-fed her the herb, and she bled from her eyes and died. In this life, I stopped anyone from giving her the herb. But that night, she died anyway.
Listen to them, and I die. Ignore them, and I still die.
Then, I opened my eyes. I had been reborn, back to the exact moment everything went wrong...

My boyfriend died on the day I was supposed to surprise him. The police labeled it an accident, but I believe it was murder.

To find his killer, I transferred to his elite university. My only lead is his best friend—a brooding playboy that everyone warns me about. To get closer to him, I befriended his girlfriend, the perfect campus princess, who took me under her wing.

But nothing adds up. The bad boy might be investigating the death himself. Now, I’m trapped between two dangerous games: uncovering the truth and falling for the one person I should fear the most.

Meanwhile, the real killer is still watching and waiting.

Oscar Cepa is said to be a sick man who won't live past the age of 30. All the women in S City are afraid to marry him, exept Gardenia Soth.
After their wedding, everyone is waiting to see Gardenia ends up a miserable life, but instead, the new couple shows their sweet interactions to others over and over again.
Oscar, at 30, is not only alive, but he's prospered as a multi-national tycoon and Gardenia's darling.
Someone asks, "Mr Cepa, why are you so henpecked?" "Because she's a top level black belt in Taekwondo. I can't beat her."
Another asks their children, "Do you think your mom is good enough for your dad?" "You should ask if my dad, an old man with just a bit of dirty money, is he good enough for my mom, a beautiful, sexy, rich and talented international comic artist."

There’s nothing more exciting than fate, nothing more desirable than forbidden love and nothing more consuming than the burning desire of a lover.

First daughter and pride of the Blue Hive, Clarissa Mark was a blessed girl loved by her father and every member of her pack.

Brought up in a happy home, she had everything she wanted and people who would do anything to provide what she needed. She was confident about her future and to make it more exciting, she found love.

A lover so passionate that he ignited feelings she couldn’t process and it made her feel like she was on top of the world.

The only problem was the man responsible for making Clarissa lose all her reasoning.

Clarissa believed she knew everything about her new lover, Gabriel Lance. She knew He was off bounds, being the heir of the rival pack- Blood Moon but she couldn’t listen to her head. She saw a good in him no one else saw and was determined he was not like everyone in her pack claims.

He was different, a charmer and a passionate mate and he loved her with all his heart.

She was so positive of his love for her but everything changed when she came back from her one month vacation, pregnant and mated to the one person she should never have had something to do with.

Her father, who loved her more than anything was willing to accept her back as long as she got rid of the forbidden child which she blatantly refused to.

Clarissa left the pack she knew as her home as she couldn’t bare to loose the child and her father couldn’t bare to raise such a shame and damnation in his house.

With her terminal diagnosis, Maya fled to Urvik in the north. She didn’t want treatment; she just wanted to find a quiet place to spend her final days.
Then she met Erik. This taciturn man always had burning-hot palms. He fed her wild berries, took her running, and taught her to row. Strangely, her pain faded away, even her painkillers gathered dust.
The days were calm until the night of the full moon when Erik stood in the moonlight, naked, with a lingering silver-gray sheen visible on his shoulder blades.
Maya saw him and ran.
If he was a wolf, then what were all the miracles she had dared not to question over the past two months?
Was their fate redemption or another kind of abyss?

I knelt on the ground as my husband forcefully pried my fingers from his clothing, coldly uttering the words: "Get rid of this child."

This was my third child, a flesh and blood connection to him, yet for the sake of the white moonlight in a wheelchair, he plunged me into the depths of hell.

My in-laws remained indifferent, my husband betrayed me, and even my own parents cried out, “This child cannot be kept.”

I could not comprehend why a stranger confined to a wheelchair could dictate the fate of my child with a single phrase. Why did she, each time she entered that church, seal my child's fate?

It was not until the day she perished in a self-immolation within the church that I stepped inside and truly understood. Her confession, my loss, our collective suffering—all were intricately woven into a carefully orchestrated scheme spanning over a decade.

Olivia Parker, after she was forced on by an unknown man at the hospital where her sick father was just proclaimed dead, finds herself pregnant a month later.

Left with no other choice than to keep the pregnancy, she drops out of school at the age of 18.

Six years later, Olivia's son grew up to be the exact replica of her new boss... Damien Sterling!

"Who is his father?!" His voice echoed multiple times into her ears.

"I don't have one, talk to my mummy with respect!"

On Christmas Eve, my life took a turn, a negative turn.
My boyfriend, the one I had loved for three years, was cheating on me with his cousin. The woman I had spent three Christmas Eves celebrating with. The same person who had always cheered me up whenever I was stressed. How can someone be so two-faced?


"There's nothing we need to talk about. Everything seems clear to me, Raphael," I said.
"What you saw that day was a misunderstanding. It was nothing." He lied with determination.
"You, naked, wrapped around Rachel, your cousin, was a misunderstanding? What do you take me for? A fool?" I spat, unleashing all the rage inside me.
"Amy, I'm not lying to you. You misunderstood what you saw. If you had waited, I would have explained everything." He pressed on, trying to make me believe him.
"Fine. Explain it to me. Tell me why you and Rachel were naked, tangled up together on the same bed," I countered.
"It was a rehearsal, a rehearsal for a sex scene she wants to act in after the holidays," Raphael said shamelessly.
A smile flickered on my lips as I stared at him. This man had the audacity to lie to my face.
"Get out, Raphael. Get out of my sight," I commanded.

Hazel Montgomery is your average witch. She keeps to her rank within the demizen community, but pushes it’s limits with her on again off again relationship with a werewolf. And let’s not forget her connection to the dream realm where no one’s secrets are safe.

But the line becomes blurred when she catches the eye of Gabriel, a vampire with the name of angel. Suddenly, the boring life of a witch is filled with vampire drama and dark deeds. Forced into a blood oath, she doesn’t truly know how entangled she is until it’s too late. So deeply entangled that not even time will be able to separate them.

Can Hazel handle being torn between who she thought she was, who she wants to be and who she’s becoming.

Dona McNair thought her biggest problem was figuring out how to talk to August (Augie) Reynolds, the dreamy new hockey captain she’s been crushing on from a distance. But that all changes the day she finds out he’s her stepbrother. Now trapped in a tangled family mess with a boy who barely looks her way, Dona’s quiet life suddenly feels like a crazy soap opera.

Augie has a lot of secrets, and so does his father. The more Dona learns, the deeper she falls for him and for the truth. Between rivalries on the ice, forbidden romance and a criminal past that won’t stay buried, Dona and Augie are forced to choose: walk away or fight side by side. Forbidden love was never part of the plan, but neither was falling for your stepbrother, while exposing his father’s crimes.

Everyone at Harlow University knows Callum Voss. The starting point guard, the dean's favorite headache, the boy whose smile has cleared more disciplinary hearings than any lawyer on retainer. He is the kind of person the campus bends around without being asked.

Nobody knows Wren Aldae. That is entirely on purpose.

Wren has spent two years building a life at Harlow that no one can touch: one close friend, zero social media, a journalism scholarship that pays tuition, and a rule about never writing stories that could blow back on her personally.

Then Callum Voss appears at her desk with a proposition. Someone has started a bet pool about his love life and the resulting media circus is one week away from costing him his athletic standing. He needs it to stop. She needs a front-page story before the scholarship committee meets. A fake relationship with a visible timeline and a clean public ending would solve both problems.

Wren knows better than to say yes. She says yes anyway.

Neither of them accounts for the fact that proximity is its own kind of problem.

Nora Vale inherits three million dollars and a ruined seaside motel from an aunt her family called impossible.

She tells no one. Not even Rowan, her exhausted mechanic husband, who has spent years letting his family drain him dry.

Instead, Nora tells one dangerous lie: her design studio has collapsed, and she has lost everything.

Rowan does not blame her. He does not leave. He takes her hand and says, "Then we rebuild. You and me."

But the inheritance is not just money. Harbor Mile Motel hides records of a predatory company buying coastal properties through debt, fear, and family pressure. Rowan's brother is involved. Nora's aunt may not have died as quietly as everyone believed.

Now Nora must learn that money can buy time, repairs, and lawyers, but it cannot buy trust. And Rowan must decide whether the woman who lied to test his love is still the woman he wants to build a future with.

Nora Vale inherits three million dollars and a ruined seaside motel from an aunt her family called impossible.

She tells no one. Not even Rowan, her exhausted mechanic husband, who has spent years letting his family drain him dry.

Instead, Nora tells one dangerous lie: her design studio has collapsed, and she has lost everything.

Rowan does not blame her. He does not leave. He takes her hand and says, "Then we rebuild. You and me."

But the inheritance is not just money. Harbor Mile Motel hides records of a predatory company buying coastal properties through debt, fear, and family pressure. Rowan's brother is involved. Nora's aunt may not have died as quietly as everyone believed.

Now Nora must learn that money can buy time, repairs, and lawyers, but it cannot buy trust. And Rowan must decide whether the woman who lied to test his love is still the woman he wants to build a future with.

Ethan Calloway and I had been together for eight years. Married for three—or so everyone thought.
We had the ceremony. The hospital chapel, the white dress, his boss giving a toast. But we never made it to City Hall to sign the papers. He promised we would. Eighteen times.
Every time, something came up. Or rather, someone came up—his young protégée, Chloe. She needed him at the hospital. She needed him at the conference. She needed him at dinner.
I drank on his behalf at every work function. I wrote the surgical plans he presented as his own. I waited in an empty apartment while he drove her home.
The nineteenth time he tried to reschedule, I didn't argue. I didn't cry. I just booked a one-way ticket to the one city he'd never follow me to.
He made eighteen promises. I only needed to break one.

My biggest regret? Trusting my husband with my mother's life.

The day the mudslide hit, I was on my knees. Begging him to send a helicopter.

He told me to wait. Twenty minutes. But when the helicopter came, it went for his adoptive sister Vivian instead.

I held my mother in the ruins. Her body was shutting down. I waited. Waited until she went cold in my arms.

When he finally showed up at the hospital, the first thing he said? Accused me of faking it. Said I just wanted attention.

In that moment, my heart died too.

Later, I found out Vivian wasn't even sick.

She said "I don't feel well"—that's all it took. And he left my mother and me to die.

Called me a lunatic. In front of everyone. All for her.

I was ready to leave. For good. Then someone shattered my mother's ashes.

He was once the most feared assassin in the martial world—a blade that killed without hesitation, a shadow that left no survivors. But when Jin Mu-Kang regresses, he awakens a cultivation system unlike any other—one that grows only through good deeds. Save lives. Show mercy. Protect the weak. Every act of kindness makes him stronger… while every drop of blood threatens to erase him from existence.

There’s just one problem—his past is drenched in sin. The system reveals a cruel truth: the karma he earns isn’t a reward, but a debt. Every life he saves is merely repaying the countless lives he once took. Fail to balance it, and he won’t just lose his power—he’ll vanish entirely. Now hunted by his former comrades, distrusted by righteous sects, and constantly tempted by the ruthless strength he once wielded, Mu-Kang is forced to walk a path he was never meant to follow.

𝗜𝗻 𝗮 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗰𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘃𝗶𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗮𝗹, 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗮 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗼𝗿… 𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲?

“On your knees, princess.”

I thought it was just a voice in the dark. Just messages. Just a dangerous fantasy that made me feel alive for the first time in years.

I didn’t know he was watching me in daylight.
I didn’t know he already knew my body, my secrets… my weakness for control I pretend I don’t crave.

Now he’s standing in front of me, untouchable, forbidden—and holding the proof that I was never as innocent as I thought.

And the worst part?

I don’t want to escape. I want to see what he does next.

“Say that you hate me!”

“Say that I hurt you and that you fear me just like everybody else in this dumb pack.”

The rage dripping from his voice tears a hole
in my heart that hurts more than the fire
he just burned my skin with.

But I know him too well to not recognize
the pain in his eyes.

“Why can’t you just be like everybody else?!”

I know him better than anyone and I know
that he is just being mean because he wants
that I drop him for his twin.

But as soon as my wolf will finally awaken,
I’ll show him that I’m fated to be with both of them.


Sequel to "When They Touch Me" - Can be read as standalone.

Love is not part of why Kane Beaumont marries Emilia Taylor.
It was purely a contract deal to him and nothing more. Saving her family's business from the claws of evil loan sharks is Emilia's motive for marrying a man she barely knew.
However, she doesn't count on being hopelessly attracted to him even when he treats her like a worthless peasant.
Their relationship is chaotic, thanks to Kane's lover who is determined to ruin any opportunity of their romance ever blooming.
Even if it means putting Emilia's life in danger, setting her up, and turning the world against her.
When sparks begin to fly between Kane and Emilia after an unfortunate accident, their relationship goes through a tough test that destroys the tiny flames of love burning between them.
Will love eventually find a way in the end or will this marriage continue to be a high-stakes business deal with dangerous rewards?

"Tell me, who owns this dripping needy p***y?" he growled, driving her wild with his fingers, her legs shaking as the pleasure hit hard "Answer me, Lina!"
"You…" she cried ecstatically.
"Not good enough." He grunted, pushing her skirt higher and landing a stinging smack that made her gasp. "Say it like you mean it."
"You… you own every inch of it, Daddy. Please… please don't stop."
He's the alpha—dangerous, untouchable, and whispered to be gay because he's refused to take a Luna. Forced to go undercover as a professor at the prestigious college he owns, he never expected to be consumed by the fiery, irresistible new student who walked into his class. What he doesn't know is that she's on a mission—to kill him.
To her, he's the dangerously sexy professor whose touch left her aching for more after their first forbidden encounter. To him, she's the seductive temptress he can't get out of his mind—the one with the curves that drive him mad with lust.
But as their passion ignites into something uncontrollable, neither realizes the deadly secrets they're hiding are about to explode. Once their true identities are revealed, will it destroy them both, or fuel an even more dangerous desire?
But as their passion ignites into something uncontrollable, neither realizes the deadly secrets they’re hiding are about to explode. Once their true identities are revealed, will it destroy them both, or fuel an even more dangerous desire?

Chloe wasted ten years loving arrogant Zane. To win a Porsche bet, he publicly humiliated her, taking her devotion for granted. Finally awake, she cut him off and rebuilt herself as a brilliant top-university elite.
After losing her, Zane drowned in regret, begging desperately for her forgiveness. But it was too late. Chloe met the wealthy, gentle genius Liam, who healed all her wounds. Zane gambled with her heart—and lost her forever.

After I pulled every string to secure Caleb as my exclusive protégé during the faculty-student matching round.
He laid out three terms before agreeing to be my student.
First, cover all his grad school expenses.
Second, blank check for every mess he makes.
Third, no questions asked about his personal life.
The other tutors watching nearby thought his demands were totally absurd.
But I only gave a slow, quiet nod.
“Take good care of that face of yours.”

I've caught my fiancé Henry cheating ninety-nine times. And every single time, I forgave him.

That's because I have this rare condition—short-term memory loss. Every morning, I wake up with no memory of what happened the day before.

But then, out of nowhere, a car accident actually cured me.

I was so excited. I rushed over to tell Henry the good news, but stopped cold when I heard him outside the door, joking around with his friends:

"Didn't Judy get sick because she walked in on you and Kenna having sex?"

“I want you. All of you. Your past, your present and your future. You are beautiful Rosalie and I wish I could show you how beautiful through my eyes.” He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled my flush against his chest.


When a new guy moves into the empty apartment across the hall, Rosalie Peters finds herself lured towards the hunky man. Blake Cooper is a very hot, successful, and wealthy businessman with a life built on a little white lie.
Rosy’s life, on the other hand, is full of mystery. She’s hiding a secret that would tear apart love and friendship.
As the secrets in Rosy’s life start to unfold, she finds herself seeking refuge with Blake.
What Rosy didn’t anticipate was Blake’s admiration for her was so much more than just love; It was supernatural.
Life for Rosy changes when she discovers that Blake’s biggest secret was animalistic and so much bigger than hers!
Will Blake’s white lies make or break his relationship with Rosy?
How will Rosy adjust to all the secrets that throw her life into chaos?
And what will happen when Blake’s twin brother, Max, comes forward to claim his twin bond with Rosy’s?!

ENEMIES TO LOVERS + FAKE DATING + NEIGHBORS + HOCKEY CAPTAIN + CHEER CAPTAIN

Nicolas Herrera is used to winning. As the captain of UC San Diego’s hockey team, with a dangerously charming smile and an ego to match, he knows exactly the effect he has on people on and off the ice.

Bárbara Hendler is no different. As UCLA’s cheer captain, she’s always been in control, effortlessly perfect in everyone’s eyes… until her equally perfect boyfriend, hockey player Declan Hawkins, shatters her heart.

Now, with her pride bruised and her image on the line, Bárbara refuses to let anyone see her fall apart especially not in the university she’s always ruled.

But when an unexpected fire turns her life upside down and forces her to share the same building and hallway with Nicolas Herrera, everything she carefully built starts to unravel.

They can’t stand each other. That much is clear.

Which doesn’t stop them from realizing they might be exactly what the other needs.

A fake relationship seems like the perfect solution: Nicolas needs the spotlight to secure a crucial student election, while Bárbara just wants to prove—to everyone, and especially to herself that she’s over her ex.

Simple. Strategic. No feelings involved.

Or at least, that was the plan.

Between sharp banter, high-stakes games, and a dangerously close living arrangement, pretending starts to feel all too real and the line between performance and truth begins to blur.

Because maybe the biggest mistake of all… is faking a love that no longer feels like a lie.

Morgana Gaius, a 32-year-old financial analyst climbing the corporate ladder at Meridian Financial, believes she's finally found love when she meets David Kellerman, a charismatic Vice President who seems too perfect to be true. But as young professional women across Manhattan are found brutally murdered by a serial killer who gains their trust through dating apps, Morgana discovers that her three-month romance may have been orchestrated from the beginning. David isn't just her boyfriend—he's been studying her routines, manipulating her career advancement, and positioning himself as the perfect predator hiding in plain sight within the corporate world she trusted. As Morgana uncovers the horrifying pattern connecting the victims to her own workplace and realizes she's been marked as the next target, she must use her analytical skills and corporate connections to survive a deadly game where the hunter has become the hunted. The man who claimed to love her is willing to kill to keep his secrets buried.

Lia, a fun bubbly lady who isn’t scared to say what’s on her mind, meets Liam who believes women should do as they’re told and keep their thoughts and opinions to themselves.

Lia and Liam never see eye to eye, they both despise each other. Lia thinks he’s an egoist, who doesn’t care about what others think, or how others feel.
Liam on the other hand, doesn’t like Lia because she’s a chatterbox who can’t keep her opinions to herself and she's the one lady on earth who isn’t interested in him or his money.

The two meet at an event organized by Liam’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
The two immediately had an argument on who should lead the project their parents assigned to them a few days ago.
Seeing this, their parents misunderstand their arguing as Love bickering, and Mrs. Wilde, Lia’s mum, brought up the idea of getting the kids married to strengthen the bond between the two families, and also help both businesses become one under Liam.

Overhearing their conversations, Liam and Lia immediately showed their disapproval. Their parents, however, weren’t the ones who gave up easily.

Constant pressure from their parents forced the pair to sign a contract, portraying a fake relationship to the public.

This series is about a young girl who does her best to live up to her parents expectations. She had no idea what that really meant or the journey she would find herself on until after she graduated high school. As her parents are on the verge of divorce it all changes in just 1 summer and not just for the 3 of them, but the entire family. Come along on this fantastic ride that will leave you on the edge of your seat from the beginning to the end.

That night in the velvet shadows of the masked club, I was nothing but a body for sale.
My own brother auctioned me, and the man who bought me claimed every inch of my skin with a hunger that felt like fire. He was a nameless stranger in the dark, leaving me with nothing but bruised lips and a memory I tried to bury.

The next morning, the mask was gone.

Standing before me was Ethan Blackwell, the ruthless billionaire who ruined my family and the man I’m now forced to marry.
Now I’m trapped in his penthouse, playing the part of the perfect wife while carrying a secret that’s growing inside me.

On her birthday, Chloe’s world falls apart when her boyfriend abandons her. Seeking comfort, she makes the worst mistake of her life—or maybe the best one. In a moment of weakness, she ends up in the arms of Ruan, her half-sister Megan’s rejected fiancé.

That single night changes everything. When Megan disappears and Chloe’s family turns against her, she is forced into an unthinkable role: the substitute bride. Trapped in a loveless marriage, she faces a ruthless father, a cruel stepmother, and a husband who belongs to someone else.

Two years later, after her father’s death and Megan’s shocking return, the fragile balance shatters. Ruan, torn between the past and the present, demands a divorce. But as the papers are drawn, he realizes something he never expected—Chloe has taken root in his heart in ways he cannot deny.

Now, he must face the one question that could rewrite their fate:
What if the love he spent years searching for has always been with the woman he swore he would never love?

“Hate me all you want, Mackenzie…”
His lips brushed her ear, low and lethal. “But you’ll still beg to be ruined by me.”

She took his future with a single photo.
Now he wants everything from her—body, mind, control.

Mackenzie Lanka thought college would be her fresh start. New campus. New name. A shot at the internship of a lifetime. But when the dark, dangerous boy from her past reappears with a smile sharp enough to draw blood, everything unravels.

Tony “Anaga” Zacks—the ex-golden boy turned walking scandal—has one goal: make Mackenzie his. Not because he’s forgiven her, but because revenge tastes better when it’s slow… and dirty.

His deal is simple.
Pretend to be his girlfriend. Obey the rules. Don’t fall for the enemy.

But nothing about Tony is simple. Not his touch. Not his demands. And especially not the way he breaks her down with a look and sets her on fire with a single word.

Every kiss is punishment.
Every lie is layered in lust.
Every time she says no, her body says please.

As secrets bleed into obsession and the line between hate and want disappears, Mackenzie’s not sure if she’s his puppet… or his prize.

And the worst part? She might just love the pain he brings.

This isn’t a love story.
It’s a war of hearts, heat, and control.
And someone’s going to surrender naked.


You Ruined My Life, Now Be My Girlfriend—where hate fucks hard and love might not survive it.

Freya Ashford's biggest regret in life wasn't marrying me, but that she never truly looked at me. We were sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams; she was researching immortality, and I was researching how to win her love—"It is an eternal power, and an eternal pain." This riddle led us down different paths. On the day of the prom, in front of the entire school, she pointed her finger at me and said, "You can't prove your love for me at all." But she didn't know that she would lose miserably.

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 had just arrived abroad for a legal conference when my best friend sent me a video.
An unfamiliar woman was chatting while pushing Dexter’s mother, Jenny, around the neighborhood, claiming to be Dexter’s wife.
My hand, holding the phone, froze.
If she’s Dexter’s wife… then who am I?
I immediately called my husband and asked,
“Did you change family doctors?”
He paused for a second, then replied with a laugh, “Yes. Mom didn’t like the old one, so we switched. I haven’t had a chance to tell you yet. Why do you ask?”
I forced a casual chuckle. “No reason. I just missed you.”
After hanging up, I rushed home overnight.

“Do you, Alex Snow, take Jennifer Walker, to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

Soon to be husband looks at me with the eyes of a beast, ready to rip me apart at any second as he says tightly “I do”

Although he just vowed to take me as his wife, to hold, love, and cherish, his ‘I do’ vowed something else entirely.

It was an oath to make me suffer horribly at his hands.

As soon as the words “I do” left my mouth I was certain, I just sealed my fate by marrying Alex Snow.

And my fate was crystal clear, death is coming for me sooner rather than later.

In a small town called “Snow”, known in all of Alaska for its huge illegal smuggling business on the border of America and Canada, Alex Snow; the new leader of the Snow clan that controls and dominates the smuggling territory, forces Jennifer Walker into marrying him against her will.

After his father gets murdered at the hands of Jenny’s father, Patrick Walker, the Snow clan vows to take their revenge on the whole Walker bloodline.

But killing the responsible man sends both families into a blood feud as both clans vow to make the other one pay.

The only way to stop that bloodbath from turning into a m******e, and claiming more innocent lives was a peace offering in the form of marriage from both families.

Jennifer’s world turns upside down as she turns out to be the one Alex Snow asked to marry specifically to stop that war.

Her only thought at that moment was “He is going to make my life a living hell”

The town Snow and everything it illegally represents is real inside the world I created in this book. It’s as real as you make it to be, but It doesn’t exist in real life

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“Now honey, what was that about earlier?” Mom demands after a beat, her voice even. Controlled. Measured. Like she's always been.

I look at her. At her copperry red hair much like my own, conflicted. And my eyes water.

It's about how I can still feel Grayson's touch on my skin mum. How his tongue has done things to me. Things too unholy to describe.

About how the scent of him—the mere thought of him—makes me heady.

And now, you’re marrying his father?

Grayson's bad news for goddess’ sake!

I want to tell her all that, but I don't.

I Can't.

“You didn't even stop to think about it,” I say instead, not liking the crack in my voice at the end.

“Probably because there was nothing to think about,” mother shrugs, frowning in concern. “What is this really about Ginny?”

Ginny. The five letter syllable that somehow sounds so different—sinfully different—when he says it.

“You've been acting weird ever since I mentioned coming back.. Is there something I should know?” she probes.

And then..

Her face grows pale.


Ours is a story that was never meant to be written.

A broken symphony, A perfect imagery with cracks.

He was my living torment, I was his subject. His prey. His Forbidden fruit.

We weren't meant to love. To feel so deeply. To Burn.

But we did anyways.

And the inferno we created?

Blew out of proportion.

Destroying everything we once thought we knew.

Again, we weren't meant to love,

But our story was a destructive force of nature,

Bound by soul-ties that could not be denied.

The night before our engagement party, my fiancé gifted me a million-dollar yacht—with another woman's name carved on the hull.

Not mine. "Serena"—his first love, the one who got away.

Five years of patience. Five years of sacrifice. And this is what I get?

"Stop overreacting," Austin said without a hint of shame. "She's severely depressed. I'm just trying to comfort her."

Comfort her? What about me?

When Serena tried on what should've been my wedding dress, when Austin demanded I "be the bigger person" yet again—I finally snapped.

I threw the engagement ring. It cracked against his face.

Austin's hand shot up in fury.

The door exploded open.

Julian Cross—New York's most dangerous billionaire—stepped inside, his presence filling the room like a storm.

"You dare lay a hand on my woman?"

Dante Ashford is my stepbrother, and the one person I should never have fallen in love with.

When I was ten, my parents died saving his family. The Ashfords took me in. He was good to me back then. Somewhere along the way, I fell for him.

When I was eighteen, he nearly died in an ambush. I donated blood, then a kidney to save him. I was unconscious for three days. When I woke up, Vivian Ross sat by his bed—and he believed she was his savior.

After that, he pushed me away. Vivian became his fiancée.

In my past life, Vivian's crimes brought disaster to our family. Dante got on his knees and begged me to take her punishment. I refused. She died anyway. Then he pretended to love me, planned our wedding—and on that day, his assistant announced to everyone: "This wedding was a lesson to show Miss Elena Hayes what it feels like to be abandoned by the whole world."

I jumped from the church balcony.

When I opened my eyes, I was back at that moment—him on his knees, begging.

This time, I said yes.

Dante, from now on, we're done.

It was the kind of cold that seeped into your bones.
In my past life, I was locked in the abandoned freezer beneath St. Jude Preparatory Academy.
Outside the door stood my biological brother Spencer, along with Landon—my boyfriend of three years. And between them, wearing Landon's oversized football jacket, was my stepsister Lacey.
"Blythe, just admit you bullied me. Post an apology video to the whole school, and Spencer will let you out." Lacey's voice trembled, fake tears glistening at the corners of her eyes.
Spencer's voice cut through the metal door like ice:
"Blythe, you brought this on yourself. You've been terrorizing Lacey at school, pushed her to the edge. Maybe some time in there will teach you what decency looks like."
Landon's voice dripped with disappointment: "Jesus, Blythe. I thought I knew you. This isn't who you are."
I pounded on the iron door until my fists were raw, screaming until my voice gave out.
I told them the truth—that I never touched Lacey. That she was the one forcing girls to their knees in the bathroom. That she stole my exam. That every shred of "evidence" was manufactured.
No one believed me.
I froze to death in that sub-zero hellhole.
As the cold claimed me, staring at my blue-purple fingers, all I felt was pure, burning hate.
Then I opened my eyes again—back to the day it all began.

Rule one: This is my side of the room. Jack Carter—that arrogant, messy, insufferable hockey captain—stays on his.

Rule two: He's full of himself, lazy, and gets under my skin like no one else. I hate him. That's not up for debate.

Rule three: ...Absolutely, never notice the way his hair looks when it's still wet from the shower. Or the rare moments when his guard drops and he almost seems... human.

My name is Luca Rinaldi. I came here to win championships and go pro. I can handle anything—even sharing a dorm with Jack Carter, my biggest rival on and off the ice.

He mocks my accent, steals my breakfast, and grins that infuriating "what are you gonna do about it?" smile every time he tramples another one of my rules. On the rink, he plays me like a fool, chirping "too easy" every time he steals the win. The tension between us could set the whole rink on fire.

But here's the thing—when the rest of the team laughs at my accent, he's the first one to shut them down. When I'm dead on my feet after practice, he slides a water bottle into my hand and pretends it was nothing. The harder I push him away, the more he winds his way into my life like ivy I can't tear down.

In this place, rules are everything. And Jack Carter? He was born to break every single one of them. But breaking the rules might cost me everything I've worked for. So tell me—do I shove him away and protect my future, or do I risk it all for the one person who makes my heart race?

His fingers move to my bra clasp, then stop.

“Can I?” he breathes against my mouth.

“We said no sex,” I remind him quickly, because if I don’t, I won’t stop him—or myself.

“Underwear stays on,” He says.

His mouth leaves mine and trails down my neck, teeth and tongue marking a slow, deliberate path to my shoulder.

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When Mia needs a place to live, she ends up sharing a flat with Ethan, an emotionally distant police officer who likes his space, and quiet.

Mia is outspoken, vibrant, and a firm believer in saying exactly what she feels.

Now she’s sharing a roof with a man who avoids conversations like landmines.
They argue. They clash. They push every single one of each other’s buttons.

And then one reckless, heated night shatters every boundary they drew, turning irritation into desire and forcing them to face the one thing neither of them wanted: each other.