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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.

"I love you, Winnie. Your sister Lottie is nothing more than a substitute for you. You know what? Whenever I'm sleeping with her, I will imagine that I was with you..."

I'm Lottie Hendrix, naively holding onto the belief that my boyfriend, Lewis loves me.

It took me a year to figure out that he is only with me because of my resemblance to my sister, Winnie Hendrix.

To get back at him, I didn't just limit myself to openly flirting with all his friends; I even went on to date his uncle, Alfie.

Trigger Warnings: This is dark, not soft romance. Expect BDSM, breeding kink, power play, rough sex, omega submission, orgasm denial, impact play, primal rut/heat, age-gap obsession, violence, and depraved scenes. Read at your own risk.

I spent two years grooming myself into the perfect omega for the man who rejected me: the deadliest SSS+ Alpha alive.

Marcus Kane—my father’s best friend, old enough to be my uncle—wants no children, but only a woman dark enough to take his brutality.

So I became her.

If he craves a throat that swallows his cock or cum without complaint, thighs that spread for his waist to occupy, or a body begging through pain and filth… I’ll give it all.

But he still fucks other omegas. Never me.

Then danger stalks us when my father’s research puts a target on our backs and shadowy enemies are looming, leaving Marcus as our only shield. I had to move into his penthouse.

And now, I’m done waiting. I will have him.

The Alpha who swore he would never claim me is ready to burn the world before anyone takes what is his—ME!

Merri Khate Manalo works as the secretary for Evan Alexander Virkin, a heartless, arrogant, demanding, nonchalant, and perfectionist boss. Unfortunately, she is stuck with a boss like him. To make matters worse, her parents died in a car accident, leaving her with ten million pesos in debt.
With her savings gone, she was evicted by her landlady and pursued by loan sharks. As if that wasn’t enough, her boyfriend cheated on her with her best friend. Merri was on the verge of losing her mind! She had lost her parents, her home, and her money. On top of that, she was betrayed by the people she trusted the most.
Just when she was about to lose faith in life and faced a near-fatal accident with a truck, her boss surprisingly came to her rescue. Even more shockingly, he proposed marriage to her!
“You need help. So do l. My bride ran away with a random man. So, l need a substitute bride, marry me, and you will get everything you need,” he said.
“Not only that, you will have a place to stay. If you live with me, they can’t harm you. So, will you marry me, Merri?”
Is marrying her boss a blessing or another disaster? They are fundamentally different from each other, and she cannot imagine being with him. However, given her circumstances, she knows she cannot be picky. If she is, she might end up either homeless or a companion to an old and ugly loan shark leader. Plus, she can’t stand facing insults from her traitorous ex and former friend. Becoming the substitute bride of her heartless boss might just be the best choice for her!

Madam, your fetus is perfectly healthy, and all indicators are completely normal," Dr. Helena said with a smile as she looked at the image on the ultrasound machine.
"Really?" Emily slowly sat up on the hospital bed. She glanced down at her slightly swollen belly, gently placed her fingertips over it, and a look of worry crossed her face.
This was her second child. Her first pregnancy had also gone perfectly at every prenatal check-up, yet in the end…
"Everything is stable for now," Dr. Helena comforted her. "Rest assured, what happened last time was just an accident. Take good care of yourself this time, and come to the hospital right away if anything feels wrong."
The moment Emily thought of her first baby, a dull ache welled up in her heart.
It had been a baby boy.
Both of her children with her husband Watson were conceived through IVF.
When the first pregnancy succeeded, she had been overjoyed. She prepared the nursery, bought tiny baby clothes, and even started thinking of names.
But shortly after the baby was born, it passed away.

I dated my bully for six months.
We fell in love, only for him to wake up one day and say he doesn’t know me.
Lisa is barely holding her life together. Between a dying father, a neglectful uncle, and a stepbrother whose obsession is slowly turning dangerous, survival—not happiness—has always been her goal.
Then Tobias Thomas happens.
Rich. Worshipped..
The golden boy with a cruel streak and a reputation no one questions.
He was never supposed to notice her.
But he did.
And somehow, in the quiet spaces no one else saw, he became everything—her escape, her secret, her reason to believe life could be more than just enduring.
For six months, Lisa lived in a world that felt almost like a dream.
Until one night destroys it all.
An accident leaves Tobias broken.
And when he wakes up, Lisa is nothing to him.
No memories.
No feelings.
No trace of the boy who once held her like she mattered.
Now, she’s back to being invisible… except this time, it’s worse. Because the same boy who used to choose her looks at her with cold indifference—and sometimes, something even darker.
And everyone is watching.
But forgetting her doesn’t make things simple.
Not when Tobias can’t seem to stay away from her.
Not when a new rival steps in, determined to take what Tobias no longer claims.
Not when whispers, threats, and secrets begin to close in around them.
And definitely not when pieces of Lisa’s life—things she never shared—start appearing where they shouldn’t.
Because this was never just about lost memories.
Something is wrong.
Something deeper than an accident.
Something darker than heartbreak.
And the closer Lisa gets to the truth…
the more dangerous loving Tobias becomes.
Because this time, it’s not just her heart at risk.
It’s everything.

Once upon a time, there was a young girl named Sofia who lived in a small town with her mother. Sofia's life was fairly normal and quiet, until one day her mother decided to remarry. This meant that Sofia would have a new stepfather and, in addition, a stepbrother.

When Sofia met her new stepfather, she immediately felt a special connection. He was handsome, charming, and had a magnetic personality. As time went on, Sofia realized that she was starting to feel something more than just a simple familial connection towards her stepfather.

However, it was Sofia's stepbrother who unleashed even stronger emotions in her. He was a boy named Lucas, her same age, with captivating green eyes and a captivating smile. From the moment they met, there was an instant and electrifying attraction between them.

Sofia tried to ignore her feelings, knowing that it was wrong to fall in love with her stepbrother. The days passed, but the tension between Sofia and Lucas continued to grow. The chemistry was palpable, and everything became even more complicated when they found themselves alone, sharing secrets and confidences.

Both of them knew that what they were feeling was completely forbidden and dangerous, but they couldn't control their hearts. They decided to keep their feelings a secret and try to live a normal life as siblings.

However, the attraction between Sofia and Lucas became increasingly intense, and both began to question if they could resist temptation. Even though they knew it could destroy their family and cause great pain, the heart often dictates its own rules.

Arielle's life changed when her mother's debt forced her into a loveless marriage with billionaire Raymond Tristian. She planned to endure one year of marriage, and he would settle her mother's debts. But Arielle had a secret - a precious four-year-old daughter, Crystal born from a past love that went sour.

As the days turned into months, Arielle found herself drawn to Raymond's charismatic presence and unexpected kindness. Despite their initial understanding, she began to question her decision to divorce him after a year. Her past love was lurking in the corner.

Just as Arielle's feelings for Raymond deepened, Raymond first love came into the picture, pregnant for Raymond.
How would Arielle navigate the emotions entangling her relationship with Raymond and her past lover? Read to find out.

Elsie looked forward to the day she would turn eighteen, wanting to find her mate so she could be free from the torment of her stepmother, the ruthless Luna who had taken over her pack after her father’s death.

Things get worse when her stepbrothers, the notorious Alpha triplets return, and they continue to abuse and mistreat her, taking her as their very own plaything. Even still, Elsie believed she had a chance to escape.

But what happens when the mate she had been yearning for all her life turns out to be the step brothers who despise her?

Will Elsie find a way to evade her fate? Or will she succumb to the mate bond?

In the kingdom of Kingdom of Valedria, the greatest tragedy was the disappearance of a princess.
Eighteen years ago, the infant daughter of King Lucien Auremont and Queen Seraphina Auremont vanished during a bloody night of fire and betrayal. The kingdom mourned her death.
But the lost princess never died.
Raised under the name Eva Laurent by a humble bakery family near the royal capital, Eva grows up far from silk gowns and jeweled crowns, unaware that royal blood flows through her veins.
Until fate drags her into the palace she was born in.
Forced to work as a servant beneath glittering chandeliers and watchful nobles, Eva becomes entangled in dangerous royal secrets—and in the path of the one man she was never supposed to meet.
Prince Cassian Valmont.
The cold and devastatingly handsome prince of Kingdom of Asterra arrives in Valedria for one purpose:
To marry the kingdom’s beloved royal daughter, Lady Rosalie Valeir, and unite two powerful kingdoms.
But before Cassian ever saw the palace…
he met a mysterious girl in the forest.
Eva.
Now trapped inside the palace walls, Eva must hide her growing feelings for a prince destined to marry another woman, while whispers of a forgotten prophecy begin surfacing through the kingdom.
Because someone inside the palace knows exactly who she is.
And he has been waiting for her return.
Behind sacred prayers and holy robes, Lord Darius Valthor watches from the shadows—guarding ancient secrets stained with blood, obsession, and forbidden darkness.
The moment the truth about the lost princess is revealed…
crowns will fall,
kingdoms will burn,
and hearts will be destroyed.
For in Valedria, love may be the most dangerous secret of all.

When Mila transfers to Northshore Academy, she wants a fresh start. She doesn’t expect to clash with Cole, the cold and feared hockey star everyone avoids.

Cole is the best player in the school. He barely talks. No one dares to challenge him—until Mila steps onto the ice and proves she can play just as well.

Their rivalry turns into a public challenge. The rule is simple: if Mila wins, Cole must carry her school bag every day for six months. If Cole wins, Mila will have to accept the embarrassment.

Mila wins.

From that day on, Cole walks beside her to school, silent and serious, carrying her bag. Rumors spread. Students stare. What starts as a punishment slowly turns into something neither of them expects

BLURB

For four years, Avrielle lived in a gilded cage of gratitude, cherished by a husband who stayed by her side after a tragic accident left her paralyzed. She believed she was a beloved wife—until she found the diary. Inside were the jagged words of a man trapped by guilt, dreaming of a divorce and the woman he truly loved.

Now, Avrielle has twenty-four hours to play the part of the happy bride one last time. While Kayden performs a mask of devotion, she is orchestrating a silent escape that will strip him of everything. But as the clock ticks down to her flight to Switzerland, the lines between her revenge and her lingering love begin to blur.

What if all she believed in was a lie... What if she caused her own destruction?

She felt that he was upset so she walked over to him, but didn’t know what to do.

Jack took out the stuff inside the document folder and put it in front of Stephanie. He read, "I have asked someone to check. The baby in your belly…”

He paused on purpose and looked at her meaningfully. Catching a flash of joy in her eyes, he sneered in his heart but maintained his poker face.

"The baby’s father is Steve. DNA Comparison shows 99% match.” He finished his sentence.

The face in front of him turned pale gradually. Stephanie lifted her head and laughed as if just heard a joke. "This is impossible. I didn’t…”

Jack interrupted her without any hesitation and explained indifferently, "Oh, yes. I kept his sperm and arranged an operation for you.”

"No…That’s not possible.” She lost her voice and covered her belly with her hands. Jack, however, didn’t waver and tossed the document to her.

Stephanie took the document with her trembling hands. She examined the data carefully, trying to prove it’s fake.

After a while, she raised her head and looked at him in a forced smile. "It…it’s all fake, right? Tell me this is a joke, please…I know, this… ”

Jack remained indifferent. He looked at her mercilessly and said, "You owe him a life. The baby is the compensation.”

I was reborn twelve hours before the anomaly occurred.

In my previous life, I died tragically in a sea of fire, unable to even protect my three-year-old daughter.

In this life, I returned from hell with the "Shadow" that rules the abyss, only to discover that the only antidote to ending the wasteland lies in my daughter's palm.

Her ex-wife, who was possessed by a monster, the greedy military, and even "myself" who went mad across parallel universes all tried to tear her apart and suck her blood.

You want to harm my daughter? Fine. Then let's see if you can withstand this all-consuming polar night!

I thought that after twenty years with the Sterlings—even as an adopted child—I'd at least count as family. But the day they found their biological daughter Victoria, they announced they were throwing me out and planned to humiliate me at the family gathering. Based on what right?

Even more disgusting was how my almost-fiancé Blake immediately started fooling around with Victoria, eager to watch me get kicked to the curb!

When everyone was lining up to step on me, it was Alexander—the one I'm supposed to call "stepbrother"—who protected me. In his apartment, when he stood behind me gripping my hand as I chopped vegetables, his breath grazing my ear before he finally bent down to kiss me... my heartbeat went completely erratic.

“Smile, Natalie,” Callum whispered before he walked onstage.

So I smiled while he thanked another woman for the crisis plan I had written. I smiled when he pinned my grandmother’s sapphire brooch to her dress. I even smiled when his message came in, canceling our nineteenth appointment at the county clerk’s office.

Then I walked out with our unsigned marriage license papers in my purse and called the one CEO he hated most.

By the time Callum realized I wasn’t waiting anymore, I had already taken my name, my work, and my future back.

I'm the forgotten eldest son of the Cross family.
My parents see me as a walking blood bag for my brother Colin, while my wife views me as a sinner destined to spend my life atoning for my mistakes.
When Audrey pressured me to donate a kidney, I agreed.
Not only did I agree, but I also liquidated all my assets and transferred them to my lab.
They thought I was foolish, that I was still begging for their love.
In reality, I was just tying up loose ends.
The night before the surgery, I coughed up a pool of blood.
Audrey laughed coldly over the phone: "Stop the act, Evan. You just want to dodge responsibility. You'll go to any lengths for attention."
The surgery was a "success."
Colin got the kidney he'd always dreamed of.
And I died in the recovery room.
My soul floated in the air as I watched Audrey push open the hospital door, wearing a smile that dripped with pity, ready to put on a show of "redemption."
"Evan, I know you've been wronged. Let's start over..."
The only response to her was the white sheet covering my lifeless body.

Every night, dragging noises come from the floor above.
The neighbor claims he just can’t sleep, yet he stares at my window and grins in the dead of night.
Later, he dies.
But at two in the morning, I still get a text message from him.
Someone else warns me: Don’t go to the sixth floor.
The police say this building doesn’t even have a sixth floor.
Yet I’ve seen people go up there with my own eyes.
Where exactly does this so-called sixth floor lead?
Who really died?
And who on earth is the one texting me?

My husband bought a necklace for the woman who killed my mother.

When I saw my foster sister Rebecca Rebecca wearing that emerald necklace with Aaron at the party, I knew history would repeat itself. Seven years ago, my mother lost everything the same way—her husband, her dignity, and finally her life.

I wouldn't follow in her footsteps.

So after slapping Rebecca across the face, I told everyone I was divorcing him and walked out with my suitcase.

Rebecca thought she'd won again. Aaron thought I was just being hysterical.

Neither of them saw it coming—

This time, I'd make them pay.

To please his mistress, Callum ordered me—pregnant—to dance barefoot in the black salt ice cellar.

When I stumbled back to the doorway to warm myself, the mistress covered her mouth and retched.

"I'm pregnant. I can't stand this death-stench of winter."

Only because I was a princess of the Winter Realm, born carrying frost in my veins.

Callum flew into a rage and had me locked inside a frost-crystal cage, sunk to the bottom of the ice well. No one was allowed to release me without his command.

"A princess of winter, afraid of the cold? What a joke!"

No matter how I struggled or begged, he couldn't have cared less. He and his mistress treated it as entertainment. And just like that, I froze to death at the bottom of that well.

What he didn't know was that although we winter-born are forged in bitter cold, when we carry a child, every drop of magic goes to protecting the baby. We have no defense left for ourselves. The very ice that shaped us becomes the thing that kills us.

Two days later, he was finally satisfied and ordered them to pull me up.

But I could never come back up again.

At the annual charity gala, I stood in the spotlight as the student representative.

My roommate, Harper, suddenly stormed the stage, publicly accusing me of being a sugar baby who seduced her father.

"That diamond necklace around her neck was bought with my dad's money!"

I instantly became public enemy number one. The crowd erupted into a frenzy of boos, and the administration, caving to the pressure, prepared to expel me on the spot.

Facing the out-of-control screaming and the countless live-stream cameras shoved in my face, I pulled out my phone and dialed the so-called "sugar daddy" right there in front of everyone.

"Dad," I said coldly. "Since when did I get a new 'sister'?"

On our fifth anniversary, Caspian gifted me a luxury yacht bearing my name. Everyone said I was the luckiest woman alive.
But when I finally conceived his child and prepared to share the news, his mistress sent me photos—him cradling a baby she'd given him, his eyes filled with a tenderness I'd never seen.
Five years of waiting, five years of infertility—all an elaborate lie.
He once whispered in my ear: "Even if every man in the world betrays his wife, I never will. You're my life. Without you, I can't survive."
I quietly packed, left behind my pregnancy report and all the evidence, and drove away. Three hours later, he received the call: my car exploded on the highway. No survivors.
From that day on, the most powerful man in Valen City lost his mind completely.

I took a bullet for my husband five years ago. He married me in the ICU before the anesthesia wore off.
Raffaele Santoro—heir to the most powerful mafia family in Italy—told me I was his everything. He bought a castle and named it after me. He reserved a grave beside his parents so we'd lie together for eternity.
While I was pumping my body full of hormones for our fourth round of IVF, he was across town watching his childhood sweetheart give birth to twin boys.
He named one of them Dante—the name I'd chosen for our future son.
The night I found out, I was seven weeks pregnant with his child.
I didn't tell him.
I called my best friend and said: I need everyone to think I'm dead.

My husband never wore condoms with me. Said they ruined it for him. So I swallowed birth control pills for four years until they made me sick.
Then I found a half-empty box in his glove compartment. And a thong under his backseat.
That wasn't even the worst part.
The necklace I'd made from my mother's ashes—the one I'd been grieving over losing for a year—was dangling between his twenty-three-year-old trainee's tits. He stole it from our bedroom and gave it to her.
She caught me staring. She smiled.
When I confronted him, he slapped me. Then drove off with her crying in his passenger seat.
Her friends came to my hospital with a livestream, demanding I apologize for "bullying" her.
I led them straight to the parking garage.
They found her on a stretcher. Legs wrapped around my husband. No condom.
The whole internet watched.

Everyone knows my fiancé, Alex, is the kind of madman who would call off a billion-dollar merger just for me.
For years, he convinced the world I was his one and only, risking the wrath of the board just to keep me by his side.
But that kind of devotion is mostly for show.
In reality, he already had a legal wife—and a baby on the way, carrying his blood.
When I learned the truth, I went straight to my best friend.
"Maya, help me stage a car accident. One where the body can't be identified," I said calmly. "It's the only way I can truly escape Alex."
The night I disappeared, he spent hours kneeling by the burned-out wreck.
He destroyed a high-profile marriage alliance, drove his pregnant wife to madness, and became a complete wreck himself.
But when he finally found me—
He realized I didn't love him anymore.

At last season's Grand Olfactory Gala, Vivienne Harrow presented my formula before I could reach the stage.
I confronted her. She asked where my proof was.
I had nothing. The formula had never left my head — no notes, no records, nothing. I didn't know how she'd gotten it.
I died not knowing.
Then I opened my eyes, and she was already reaching for me.
"Not this time."
I stepped back.

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On my wedding day, I found another woman's sexy lace bra in my husband's car, with semen still on it...

I just got my billionaire husband to sign our divorce papers. He thinks it’s another business document.
Our marriage was a business transaction. I was his secretary by day, his invisible wife by night. He got a CEO title and a rebellion against his mother; I got the money to save mine.
The only rule? Don’t fall in love.
I broke it. He didn’t.
So I’m cashing out. Thirty days from now, I’m gone.
But now he’s noticing me. Touching me. Claiming me. The same man who flaunts his mistresses is suddenly burning down a nightclub because another man insulted me.
He says he’ll never let me go. But he has no idea I’m already halfway out the door.
How far will a billionaire go to keep a wife he never wanted until she tried to leave?

“You look like her,” my father whispered, forcing me into my twin sister’s wedding dress, but he didn't warn me that I was marrying a monster.

My twin sister ran away, leaving me to marry Luciano Moretti, a ruthless Mafia Don. I walked down the aisle, trembling, praying he wouldn't notice the switch. But the moment he kissed me at the altar, his tongue invaded my mouth, demanding and possessive, tasting me like I was his property.

I thought I could hide the truth. But on our wedding night, he walked out of the bathroom wearing only a towel, water dripping down his sculpted abs and the distinct V-line that pointed to his heavy manhood.

He cornered me against the bed. “You smell different, wifey,” he whispered, his hand sliding up my thigh, his thumb brushing dangerously close to my wet heat.

I tried to push him away, but the next morning, he decided to test me. He pushed a plate of peanut butter bagels toward me—food that would kill me, but was my sister's favorite.

“Eat,” he commanded, his eyes dropping to my chest where my nipples were hard against the silk robe. “Or do you want me to feed you something else?”

His gaze darkened, shifting to my lips, and I knew he wasn't talking about food. He knows I'm a fake. And he’s going to enjoy every second of punishing me for it.

I never applied to the Academy for Magical Beings and Creatures.

Which is why it was more than a little confusing when a letter arrived with my name already printed on a schedule, a dorm waiting, and classes picked out as if someone knew me better than I knew myself. Everyone knows the Academy, it’s where witches sharpen their spells, shifters master their forms, and every kind of magical creature learns to control their gifts.

Everyone except me.

I don’t even know what I am. No shifting, no magic tricks, nothing. Just a girl surrounded by people who can fly, conjure fire, or heal with a touch. So I sit through classes pretending I belong, and I listen hard for any clue that might tell me what’s hidden in my blood.

The only person more curious than me is Blake Nyvas, tall, golden-eyed, and very much a Dragon. People whisper that he’s dangerous, warn me to keep my distance. But Blake seems determined to solve the mystery of me, and somehow I trust him more than anyone else.

Maybe it’s reckless. Maybe it’s dangerous.

But when everyone else looks at me like I don’t belong, Blake looks at me like I’m a riddle worth solving.

In the dead of night, a brutal murder shatters the peace of a quiet neighborhood. A sharp-witted female detective and a seasoned male homicide detective are thrust together to solve the case. As they dive into a series of chilling mysteries, each more twisted than the last, their professional partnership evolves.

Through late-night stakeouts and heart-pounding chases, their bond deepens, and mutual respect turns into a burgeoning romance. But with a cunning killer always one step ahead, they must stay focused to survive. In a world where shadows conceal the darkest truths, can they trust each other enough to bring justice?

Four babies. A billion lies. One mess.

Ares Langford is reckless, spoiled, and dangerously close to losing his billionaire inheritance. One more mistake and his father swears to cut him off for good.

So when a cop pulls him over for speeding, Ares panics and lies. His girlfriend is giving birth, he claims. The officer insists on escorting him to the hospital. Desperate, Ares bribes a random nurse and finds a stranger who just gave birth to quadruplets.

Tessa Monroe is exhausted, broke, and alone with four newborns she never planned to raise by herself. When a cocky rich guy begs her to play pretend for a million dollars, she agrees.

But one lie spirals into a full blown scandal when Ares’ mother storms into the hospital, declares Tessa family, and whisks them all into the billionaire’s world.

Now Ares is stuck playing baby daddy to four kids who aren’t his, pretending to love a woman he barely knows, and fending off his father’s wrath all while the world watches.

What starts as a lie turns into the biggest twist of their lives.
Will love bloom in the chaos or will the truth destroy everything?

"Love me or hate me either way, I will fuck you every night.."
MXM R18+
A FORCED CONTRACT MARRIAGE WITH THE DEVIL.
I sucked in my breath when he all of a sudden took hold of my jaw and kept my other hand above my head" "Let go of me, you devil," I beat against his chest repeatedly. I wanted to shove him off me but he didn't even budge a bit. Within minutes , l brought my knee up and kicked him in the shin. As soon as I did, he groaned out in pain and I took that as an opportunity to free myself from his grasp. I rushed quickly to the other side of the room desperate to get away from him.

He wasn't going to do as he pleases with me and yet we are fellow men

"I'm losing you," Rhett growled, his fingers digging possessively into my flesh. "What's so fascinating in that head of yours?"

I looked up at him, taking in the moonlight that carved shadows across his sculpted chest.

"Just imagining," I replied with deliberate provocation.

His eyebrow arched. "Imagining what exactly?"

I ran my fingertips down his chest, enjoying the way his muscles tensed under my touch. "Imagining a man more devoted and skilled than you."

His face darkened, jaw clenching. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

I realized I'd pushed too far and fell silent, giving him a crooked smile before leaning up to kiss him. He responded hungrily, his anger transforming into something more primal.

He lowered his head, mouth replacing fingers as he parted my thighs wider. His tongue traced deliberate patterns, alternating between broad strokes and precise flicks that made my hips buck involuntarily.


When I married the notorious Rhett Hayes, I thought I'd found my forever. Instead, I discovered I was just another conquest in his collection. For two years, I watched him charm other women while keeping me as his wife in name only, my heart breaking with each betrayal.

The day I finally placed divorce papers in his hands, something changed. His eyes—always cold and calculating—suddenly burned with an intensity I'd never seen. "You're the only one I've ever loved," he whispered, his voice raw. "Everything else was a necessary deception. There are people who would hurt you to get to me."

I didn't believe him—until the attack came. As bullets shattered our windows and masked figures stormed our home, I glimpsed the truth behind his lies. Now, trapped between deadly enemies and the man I'm no longer sure I know, I'm discovering that Rhett's dangerous world is far more complex than I imagined, and the depth of his love more profound than I dared hope.

She was locked up, tortured, and used as a breeding slave—until she escaped into a stranger’s bed.
One anonymous night left her pregnant with twins.
But the stranger is Lyall, the fearsome Lycan King.

When he discovers his heirs, he takes no chances, makes no deals—he claims her.
Selene flees to a hidden village, but no one escapes an obsessed king.

At his castle, jealous rivals, traitors, and old enemies target her and her powerful twins, who hold the key to a throne and a coming war.
The broken, tortured girl is gone. Something dark, ancient, and dangerous awakens inside her.
Lyall is not her savior—he is her obsessive, possessive, violent captor, willing to kill anyone who touches what’s his.

A one-night mistake becomes his all-consuming obsession.
And soon? She will be his Queen.

"You are mine. You can't run away from me!"
"I succeed because I don't trust men."

Viola, a country girl goes to New York alone for true love, but her beloved husband Orlando betrays her. Penniless, she took the divorce agreement and left this sad place.

A few years later, the country girl turned into a billionaire, and her ex-husband tried to get back together with her.

Eli Winslow is running out of time.
His grandfather’s treatments for stage-three lung cancer are about to be cut off, and no amount of honest work can cover the mounting hospital bills. Desperate, Eli turns to Thorn Industries — the one place in the city where money is said to be easy to find… if you’re willing to pay the price.

He never expected to meet Julian Thorn.

Julian isn’t just a billionaire CEO; he’s cold, calculating, and dangerously magnetic. When Eli begs for a loan, Julian agrees — but on one condition: the debt must be repaid in full by the deadline.

When Eli returns the money an hour late, the rules change. The debt triples overnight, and the only way out is a deal sealed not by paper… but by marriage.

Dragged into Julian’s world of power, blood oaths, and velvet danger, Eli soon learns the truth: Thorn Industries is just the surface. Beneath it lies a brutal mafia empire — and Julian its king.

But Julian’s obsession runs deeper than business or vengeance. He doesn’t share his bed, his trust, or his submission with anyone. And now, he’s found the one person whose defiance tempts him to break his own rules.

Bound by a contract and a craving neither can control, Eli must decide whether to fight for his freedom… or surrender to the man who demands nothing less than his body, his loyalty, and his soul.

"I, Ella Brown, hereby sever my ties with the Silver Crest pack."
The words felt heavy on her heart, but she knew it had to be done. As tears streamed down her face, she knelt down, crying bitterly as she made one final, heartbreaking declaration.
"I, Ella Brown, reject you, Alpha Derek of the Moonstone Pack, as my mate."


"Ella Brown," Derek whispered, his voice full of shock.
"Mate," Lila, her wolf, whispered within her, the bond between them sparking to life once more.
"Ella, what are you doing here?" Derek asked, his grip tightening on her arms. "I've searched everywhere for you."
Ella quickly regained her composure, pulling away from him. "I'm in a hurry, Derek," she muttered, attempting to sidestep him.
"Ella, don't leave," Derek pleaded, his voice breaking slightly.
"You are my mate," he growled, his voice blending with his wolf's. "You're not leaving me again."


Ella's fury ignited. "Alpha Derek," she spat, her voice trembling with barely contained anger. "I am not your mate anymore. Control your damn wolf."
Ella Brown’s life was supposed to change for the better when she turned 18—gaining her wolf and preparing for her engagement to Alpha Kevin Taylor. But everything shatters when she catches Kevin with her stepsister, Sandra, the night before the ceremony. Heartbroken, she flees into the night, only to stumble upon her fated mate, the powerful Alpha Derek of the Moonstone pack. Their irresistible bond leads to a night of passion, but Derek coldly rejects her the next morning.At the engagement party, Kevin twists the truth, publicly humiliating Ella. Alone and betrayed by both alphas, she discovers she’s pregnant and flees her pack. Years later, as a renowned healer in the north, Ella is sought after by desperate packs suffering from a deadly plague. But when Derek shows up at her doorstep, demanding her help and refusing to let go of the bond he once rejected, Ella must decide—will she heal his people or make him suffer the way he made her?Can Ella protect her heart from the mate who broke it, or will Derek reclaim what he believes is rightfully his?

Sinful Nights draws you into a world where temptation lingers in every shadow and desire pulses beneath every forbidden touch. These stories follow dangerous men, reckless chemistry, and connections intense enough to shatter every rule.
Each tale teases the edge of control—stolen moments that turn into breathless encounters, voices that command surrender, and nights where tension sparks into something irresistible. Passion runs dark and deep here, tangled with secrets, power, and the kind of longing that leaves marks long after the moment fades.
If you crave heat, heart-pounding attraction, and the thrill of giving in when you know you shouldn't, Sinful Nights will pull you under and refuse to let go.

Marisol Torres had known hardship her entire life, but nothing could prepare her for the night her entire family was massacred. A ruthless gang stormed into their tiny home, slaughtering her parents and siblings while she lay helpless in a pool of blood. Left for dead but miraculously surviving, she emerged from the ashes with nothing but a scarred body and a heart consumed by vengeance.

 

Desperation led her into the hands of Rafael Montoya, a powerful and enigmatic mafia lord with a reputation as lethal as his charm. At his high-end nightclub, Marisol became more than just a dancer, she became his spy, his enforcer, and eventually his confidante. But beneath her obedience, she harbored a secret: every move she made was a step toward avenging her family.

 

Her world unravels when she spots one of her family’s killers in Rafael’s inner circle, a scarred man with a sinister grin. She’s certain he’s part of the gang that destroyed her life, but why is he so deeply connected to Rafael? As she digs deeper, shocking truths emerge: her father’s death wasn’t just a random act of violence. It was part of a calculated betrayal tied to her father’s hidden double life, and Rafael’s empire.

 

When Marisol confronts Rafael, his chilling confession shatters her: “Your father betrayed me, Marisol. His choices sealed your family’s fate.”

Now, with vengeance within reach, Marisol must decide: will she destroy the man who saved her but kept her in the dark? Or will uncovering the truth about her father lead her down an even darker path?

Can Marisol forgive the man who both saved her life and shattered it? Or will the weight of her revenge pull her into the very darkness she’s trying to escape?

Scarlett Carrington never meant for it to happen.

She never wanted to choose between her freedom and her family but one reckless night was all it took. A forbidden touch that got her tangled up with her sister's fiancé. The man who she hates and wants nothing to do with.

Christian Hartley.

Forced into a marriage with a cold, commanding man she loathes, Scarlett thought keeping her distance would help her survive.

But what happens when obsession, lust and desire overwhelms her?

What happens when she realizes that she is just a pawn in Christian Hartley's dangerous game?

What happens when secrets and betrayals threaten to rip her apart?

In a world filled with lies, will Scarlett escape Christian Hartley or will lust take the crown?

Margaret Queen receives an unexpected visit from a dangerous man, Nikolay Ivanov, who claims to have her brother captive and that he owes him a substantial sum of money.

She is willing to do anything to free her brother from the clutches of this man with a deep and devilishly attractive gaze, who makes her work for him, eliminating his rivals in the largest drug trafficking market in all of Europe.

Margaret fulfills her mission to the letter, although they both find themselves in a bind when Nikolay's main enemy appears and suspects his rival's intentions. To throw him off, Nikolay has to make Margaret pose as his wife.

But an unexpected attraction begins to blossom between them to the point of having an intense and passionate relationship, resulting in the conception of a baby.

I was seventeen when Kaelen Thorne promised we'd run away together. I was eighteen when my father sold me to a billionaire instead.

For twelve years, I've been Alexander Vance's perfect trophy wife: silent, obedient, and slowly suffocating behind designer clothes and empty smiles. He doesn't know the truth about what I am, about the forbidden bloodline I've kept dormant with suppressants and fear.

But now I'm pregnant, and I know exactly what my husband will do when he finds out. This child won't be treated as a son or daughter. It will be treated as property. As a weapon. As his.

So I ran.

I make it three miles into the wilderness before the assassin finds me.

When he steps out of the shadows, I see golden eyes I thought I'd never see again. Kaelen didn't come back to save me. He came to kill me. He's a Silver Enforcer now, the Council's executioner, and my bloodline is his next assignment.

But instead of ending my life, he offers something more dangerous: a contract.

"Pretend to be my mate for three months. The Council can't touch you if you're bonded to an Enforcer. When it's over, you disappear. You get your freedom."

I should say no and hate him for abandoning me. But with my husband's men closing in and nowhere else to turn, I sign my name next to his.

The contract says our bond is fake but my racing heart says otherwise.

But in a world where my blood makes me a target and my child makes me a prize, trust is the most dangerous gamble of all. And the man I'm betting everything on is the same one who destroyed me twelve years ago.

When Catherine finally found the courage to escape from her abusive boyfriend, she didn't know how painful the price of freedom would be.

Billionaire businessman and politician Nathan appeared in her life at the exact time she needed saving.

Just when Catherine was beginning to put her past behind her and longing for a happy ending, she and Nathan’s past came calling, a past that threatened to destroy them and their loved ones.

Will they fight it through or allow it to consume them?

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"I am sorry for the inconvenience, I will move to my room now.”

"I love it when someone of your caliber inconveniences me.“

"Are you not afraid of what I might do to you?” He grabbed her neck and she moaned out slowly.

"Do to me what you desire,” She said breathlessly.

"It's best you let me go.” He kissed her neck and it sent a shiver down her spine.

"You are in my debt!!”

"Then why don't I clear off the debts.” He turned her to the bed.

Meet Tessy Jones, an MBBS student who has a deep crush on her hot neighbor who is old enough to be her father. Having a taste of him triggered everything about her to have more of him.

Tables turned upside down when she discovered he was daddy's best friend not just that she was also betrothed to his nephew.

Now Tessy is so obsessed with Daddy's best friend, what will she do? No father will want their daughter to date their best friend and the age gap is also a big no, lastly he is also a ruthless mafia.

The day he first saw her, one thought consumed him, "I want to fuck her."

Their first meeting, which seemed like an unexpected encounter, turned her life upside down.

Rainee humiliated him in front of everyone just because Alex bullied her beloved brother.

Alex Fraser swore to own her all for himself, to make her beg on her knees until he was satisfied.

But their obsession led them to get deceived by their own desire.

Lucas: “You need the money, and I need a wife to shut my grandmother up. We’re a perfect match—don’t overthink it.”
Sophia: “You really know how to sweep a girl off her feet. Where’s the romance?”
Lucas: “I’m offering a solution, not a fairy tale.”
And that's how Sophia Lane got married to the Cruel CEO of Davenport and Co multi billion company, because of money and a burning hope to save her younger brother and selling her happiness as well.
But will she be able to tame the heart of her husband who is dead set on finding the woman Sofia Lang, who saved his grandmother from imminent death, but is unaware that he had already found her.
And when Lucas finds out the truth, can his sincerity be enough to heal the heart of an angel he broke intentionally