1736 Book(s) Related to His Last Wish

The Unsung War Correspondent Georgiana Parker witnessed bloody massacres on the battlefields of Syria, where she fell in love with Michael Hall, the soldier who saved her life. Together, they worked to expose the terrorists' atrocities to the international community. Just as their comradeship was about to blossom into romance, they faced the terrorists' most brutal retaliation.
A close-range explosion nearly cost Michael his hearing and destroyed his promising career as a senior military officer. Georgiana only regained her sight through corneal reconstruction surgery.
When these two young people, scarred by war, met again, everything had changed.
Georgiana's photographs became powerful evidence in identifying the terrorist organization, and she shot to fame in the journalism industry. Michael, the former military officer, had been reduced to working as a humble security guard.
"Michael, I've finally found you!"
"Ma'am, you've got the wrong person."
"How could that be? I could never forget those steel-gray eyes of yours."

He’s the last of his kind. The king in a world where no one bows. The predator in a city full of prey. And he says I belong to him.

I thought I could ruin him.
I thought knowing his secret, that the city’s beloved billionaire is actually the ruthless mafia king in the shadows meant I had power over him.

But I was wrong.

Because Leander Vekaris doesn’t just want to silence me.
He wants to break me.
Strip me.
Claim me.

He says my bloodline is the only one that can save his dying race. That I was born to bear his heir, to carry his mark.
That he’s waited too long to let a weak little human like me say no.

And every time he touches me—every cruel word, every brutal kiss, every whispered promise to ruin me if I run—
…I started to believe him.

Because under his cruelty, there’s something else in his eyes.
Something dark and dangerous… but desperate too.
Like maybe he hates needing me as much as I hate needing him.
And maybe…
I’ll let him destroy me anyway.

Even if loving a monster like him might cost me everything.

The Last Floor Isn’t the End

Humanity had exactly one minute to prepare for the apocalypse.

At 2:13 AM, the world changed.

Cities vanished beneath colossal underground Floors ruled by a godlike System that transformed survival into a brutal game of levels, classes, monsters, and death.

Most people received powerful combat classes.

Riven Bourne received Archivist , a class so weak that surviving the first day should have been impossible.

But riven notices things others cannot.

Hidden flaws. Broken mechanics. Lies buried inside the System itself.

While stronger players chase levels and glory, riven survives through strategy, exploiting invisible rules to overcome enemies far beyond his strength. As humanity descends deeper into the Floors, he begins uncovering a terrifying truth:

The System was never designed to save humanity.

It was designed to test it.

Amid collapsing civilizations, deadly guild wars, and cosmic conspiracies, riven forms an uneasy bond with seraphine noct ,a mysterious girl feared for her death-based powers and haunted by the souls she can hear singing in the dark.

Their relationship begins as survival.

It becomes something far more dangerous.

As the Floors evolve from underground dungeons into entire worlds at war, riven must choose what kind of man he will become: a savior, a monster, or the first human capable of breaking the System completely.

Because the deeper humanity climbs…

…the clearer the truth becomes.

The last Floor isn’t the end.

I suffered from a severe congenital heart defect.

And my mother, Jamie, had terminal bone cancer.

My family was not a happy one. It marked the third year since my father, Nelson, had openly and unapologetically betrayed their marriage.

That morning, my mother swallowed a handful of painkillers and forced herself to stand up from her wheelchair.

She asked her best friend, Zoey, who was also my attending physician, to forge a medical report.

Zoey trembled with anger, her tears dropping heavily onto the paper.

"Jamie, are you crazy? Your bones are being eaten away by cancer cells every single day. You're in so much pain you bang your head against the wall all night. Why would you fake a clean bill of health?"

"Do you think that bastard Nelson will change his mind and come back to you just because you pretend to be healthy?"

I married a rapist.
After the wedding, I played the perfect wife. I always took off my makeup after he fell asleep, and reapplied it before he woke up.
My husband loved showing off on his livestream, bragging that women should know their place.
One viewer sent a warning in the chat:
[Run, man. Only vengeful spirits do their makeup in the middle of the night—when their resentment is strongest, the makeup lasts longer!]
I covered my face and grinned wickedly.
Oops, forgot concealer. My corpse marks are showing.

Three years ago, I devoted my family's entire fortune to rescue my husband from the mire of impending bankruptcy. I once believed this was a mutual journey of love, until that day revealed the chilling truth — I had merely been nurturing a self-consuming wolf.
The metallic scent of blood still hung in the air of the delivery room when he signed the document relinquishing life support, trading our newly born child for a flicker of hope for his beloved.
As I lay in a pool of blood, dialing his number, I could hear the heavy breaths of him and his mistress on the other end.
The explosion of the yacht cast flames upon the sea, and in that life-or-death moment, he unhesitatingly let go of my hand.
They all believed I had perished beneath the waves.
Very well.
Now, my wedding invitation lies within his reach.

In our strict, unforgiving religious community, lust is the ultimate sin, one that can destroy your soul and your reputation forever.

I just turned 18. He is 38. The pastor’s only son.

Eli Whitaker has been my darkest secret for months.

Long before anyone suspected, he cornered me in the empty chapel and made me sin in ways I never imagined. Rough. Forbidden. Addictive. Every stolen night I tell myself it’s the last time, but when he pins me down and fucks me like I belong to him, heaven and hell stop mattering.

Now our worlds are colliding in dangerous ways. Every Sunday I sit in the front pew while Eli stands beside Pastor Matt preaching purity and righteousness… while his cum is still dripping down my thighs from what he did to me before service.

The entire church is watching. Gossips like Chloe and Leah are always hunting for scandal. Josh wants me. Caleb keeps asking questions after Eli nearly beat him for commenting on how sexy I look.

One wrong move and everything will explode- Pastor Matt’s wealth, our family’s reputation, and this twisted, addictive thing between us.

He calls me “little sister” in public. In private, he ruins me.

This is our sin.
And we don’t want salvation.

We want each other… no matter how many commandments we break.

⚠️EROTICA⚠️

After two years of marriage, I humbled myself to the dust, only to be called "scheming" by him. In his eyes, I was just a woman who crawled into his bed through dirty tricks, using children as tools, never comparing to his pitiful "sister-in-law."

When he disgustedly tore my clothes and roughly pressed me down, I tremblingly told him: "I'm pregnant!" But he sneered, saying I was acting. Even after I lost the child, he was still happily chatting with the perpetrator's family.

Finally, I was tired and exhausted. All my love and endurance meant nothing to him.

When I threw the divorce papers in his face, I thought it was the end, but it was just the beginning. When he gripped my wrist tightly, pinned me against the car door, and sealed my lips with a punishing, possessive kiss, I shamefully felt something... What does this man really want?

Five years ago, Emma Holloway made the cruelest choice of her life—breaking the heart of the only man who ever truly loved her. She let him walk away without knowing the truth. Now? She’s broke, desperate, and hiding behind a fake name just to land a job.

Only it’s not just any job. It’s at Harrington Enterprises.

And her new boss?
Cole Harrington. The man she pushed away. The man who built an empire… and never forgot the woman who betrayed him.

Cole is colder now. Powerful, unreadable, and engaged to someone else. But when he sees her again—“Emily Grace,” as she now calls herself—he plays along. Smiling in public. Testing her in private. Pushing boundaries she’s too vulnerable to defend.

She needs the paycheck. He wants answers.
But neither of them are prepared for what happens when secrets start unraveling, and emotions long buried come roaring back.

Because Cole isn’t just back for business.

He’s back for closure.
Or revenge.
And maybe... her heart.

I’ve fought battles for the Empire for eighteen years, laden with honors and standing as its strongest bulwark—until an unexpected sneak attack by the enemy left me comatose.
When I opened my eyes once more, I found my daughter stripped naked by her classmates and paraded along the road on a dog leash.
My wife, whom I’d cherished and held dear above all else, had been forced to kneel before other men and endure unspeakable humiliation.
Even my elderly mother was driven to her knees, begging desperately for mercy.
How could the family of an Imperial General have fallen to such a miserable plight?
Three years. I was only unconscious for a mere three years…
Hatred spread like wildfire in my heart. I, Leon, have returned. From this day forward, I will let none of those who bullied and humiliated my family escape retribution.

“You’re mine. Even if you scream, even if you run.”

Elara thought being banished would destroy her. Instead, it led her straight to Kael Draven, the Lycan king whose touch burns, whose hands take what he wants, whose darkness threatens to consume her.

But she’s more than ordinary; she’s his mate, his curse, his obsession. Bound by blood, trapped in a marriage neither of them wanted, and hunted by enemies, Elara must survive Kael’s world without losing herself.

And Kael Draven will stop at nothing to make her his… body, soul, and destiny.

TITLE: MARRIED TO AN OLD BILLIONAIRE, IN LOVE WITH HIS SON.

Eve has no choice but to give up her own dreams and marry the old billionaire who could even be her grandfather ...due to her father's illness and the expensive operational costs.
Despite the sex harassment she faces on a regular basis, the humiliation she receives from the old man's son, Liam is another source of pain for Eve. Then, Eve's only thought is to make as much money as she can and get away from the family.
Nevertheless, as Liam works with Eve, he gradually falls in love with the girl he used to loathe.
What will he do about his hidden feelings for his stepmother?

She was claimed.

She was broken.

Now they both want her back but this time she makes the rules.

Carols life was never her own.

First an Alpha who called her his fated mate raised her under his iron fist molding her into the perfect survivor.

Then a stranger with hypnotic blue eyes took her body and vanished without a trace.

Years later both men return.

One demands her absolute submission.

The other awakens a hunger she cannot suppress.

But they are both lying.

Because Carol is not just a pawn fought over by two powerful men.

She is the missing crown in a deadly game between werewolves and vampires.

Her blood holds the secret that could rewrite the war between species.

And the closer she gets to the truth

The more dangerous her desire becomes.

Loving either of them could destroy her.

Choosing neither?

A massacre will follow.

Unless she finds a third path.

Not as their mate. Not as their prey.

But as the hunter.

I’d worked at my husband’s company for three years, only to be fired by him right when a promotion was within my reach.
It was all because I’d been swamped with overtime work one day and neglected the cat he’d given me.
When I came home that night and found the cat food hadn’t been refilled like usual, my husband, who had always treated me with tenderness, flew into a rage for the first time.
“If you can’t even take proper care of a cat, then don’t come to work at all. Stay home and raise it full-time.”
I parted my lips to explain myself, tears clouding my eyes, but he wouldn’t listen to a single word I said. The very next day, he instructed the HR department to dismiss me from the company.

The day I died in a foreign country, my boyfriend was in the spotlight with another woman.

He's the man I built from nothing. Five years ago, I saved a broke orphan fresh out of college from the gutter. He said he wanted to be famous, wanted to make it to the top of the hockey world. In exchange, he became my boyfriend for five years.

I gave him the best coaching staff money could buy. Bought an entire hockey franchise and made him the centerpiece. Called in every favor I had to make him MVP.

But while he enjoyed everything I gave him, he refused to make our relationship public. Said it would "hurt his brand." He could make headlines with reporters and models, but nobody could know I existed.

He even said on national TV: "Those owners who just throw money around are pretty boring. Hockey is about skill, not money."

So why did he lose his mind when he found out I was dead?

"Good. I can't wait but what if I want it now?" Prince Dominus teased and Akira lips pressed together. She didn't utter a word.
That earned her a scoff. Then his hand moved, not gently, his fingers brushing down the line of her neck, across her collarbone. She tensed under his touch, her breath quickening as every nerve screamed for her to flee. But she didn't move.
His fingers moved lower, brushing over the fabric of her dress, just very close to her breast. Akira inhaled sharply, not in shock, but in the dull, hollow way she had grown accustomed to his touch.
Leaning closer, his lips moved over her shoulders. She hated that her skin still responded to him; her wolf hated it too. But after seven years, even hatred had lost it's sharpness.
His hand slid up, cupping her breast through the fabric. She flinched- just slightly. He noticed. He always noticed. "You're harder today," he whispered, brushing his thumb slowly over her nipple. "Almost like you missed me."
Akira said nothing. His other hand smoothed over her hip, then gave a sharp, playful smack that made her jerk. A grin tugged at his lips.
"I like when you're quiet," he said. "You're best when you're quiet."
Akira closed her eyes. She could feel the warmth of his cock pressed against her.


The day Akira chose to escape from school and return home to see her family, she met only ashes. After fifteen years of being hidden from the prying eyes of the Grand Alpha King, the one day she finally returns home, everything is gone.
No family. No friends. No hounds.
And worse, she is captured by Prince Dominus. She spends years in slavery, secretly planning her escape. When the opportunity finally comes, she flees. But where is safe from the Alpha King's reach.
Just when she begins to believe her life is taking a better turn, she is abducted again by the very ones who destroyed her past. The ones who exterminated her family. The ones who took her captive.
And now, she discovers an unthinkable truth: she is fated to the Grand Alpha King, the same man who once ordered her family's death, the same one who tried to claim her years ago.
How can she accept being mated to such a monster? Worse still, how can she tell him that his son, Prince Dominus, also desires her?

When my mother-in-law and I went undercover on our own yacht, a woman in a bikini pointed at us and screamed, "Broke trash!"

She ordered the bodyguards to throw us into the sea.

"This is the VIP section! You freeloading scum snuck on board for free food and drinks—get lost!"

She pinched her nose, looking at my mother-in-law and me with complete disgust.

I said coldly, "This is a public area. We have the right to be here."

"Public area?" She burst into shrill laughter, dripping with arrogance. "Do you even know whose yacht this is? My boyfriend's! The most powerful man in this city!"

Victoria and I exchanged confused looks—this yacht, the Poseidon, was clearly being managed by my husband Alexander.

When did he become someone else's boyfriend?!

I promised Ethan Caldwell, the boy I grew up with, I'd give up the top schools to attend some mediocre college with him.

On the final day of application submission, I brought homemade soup to his studio.

Outside the door, I heard him bragging to his friends: "Claire Bennett's like a damn puppy. I tell her to come to NYU with me, and boom, she changes her whole application to NYU. Lily's grades are shit. If Claire doesn't go for that full scholarship, Lily's got it in the bag. And Claire's so whipped, even when she finds out, she'll just suck it up like always."

The thermos in my hands feels cold now.

He broke down the morgue door, his guttural scream echoing off the cold tiles as he yanked open drawer after drawer.

"Emily!"

Ethan's hands shook violently as he pulled it open. She lay inside, a white sheet draped over her face. With trembling fingers, he peeled back the fabric. Her face was paper-white, lips bloodless, her eyelashes casting faint shadows. So still.

This wasn't the Emily he knew. The Emily he knew could smile, could cry, could clumsily try to warm his frozen heart. But now, she was just a corpse. A corpse because of him.

"Cancer... stage four..." he whispered, drowning in a tidal wave of panic.

He remembered all those times she had clutched her stomach in agony, and he had mocked her. He remembered demanding she give her heart to his lover. He remembered her final silent words through the surgical glass: "I hate you."

"AHHH—!!" A raw scream tore from his throat. He slammed his fist into the metal drawer, blood blooming across his knuckles.

He collapsed beside her, pulling her stiff, freezing body into his arms. She was so light. Like holding air.

"Emily, I was wrong. I was so wrong," he choked out, crying for the first time in years. "Wake up. Hit me. Hate me. I'm begging you..."

But death is the most absolute silence of all. How far will a man go when he realizes he murdered his only salvation?

Hurt and betrayed by the man she had a one-night-stand with and was starting to love, Elaine Matthews is devastated to learn that she's fallen pregnant for him. Worse, she doesn't know him from Adam, nor did she have a way of reaching out to him. Plus, they didn’t part ways amicably.

Five years later, Elaine moves to New York in search of greener pastures with her four-year-old son. When she snags an interview with one of the top-leading publishing firms in New York, she receives a rude shock when she discovers that the father of her son is her boss, and to make things even more devastating, he recognizes her and tries to right the wrongs that happened between them five years ago.

But this new life is uncertain as Elaine finds it hard to tell him that they have a son together. Worse, the more time she spends in his arms, the guiltier she feels. Will she learn to let go and tell the truth, or will her secret keep her from enjoying this new fun-filled life? What would be Max’s reaction? Would he believe her?

It was the villa where Lavinia and Chris first met! That day, Lavinia was pressed against the balcony and being fucked hard! And the second meeting between them, she was set up and made a contract with Chris— The price was becoming his woman! She though that she was just a plaything for Chris... Yet she didn't know that Chris had fallen for her at her age of 19!

Born under a Blood Eclipse.
Hunted for her power.
Claimed by the Alpha King.

Aria Nightwolf was never meant to survive.
Her silver eyes and moonfire blood mark her as a living prophecy.

When the Red Eclipse awakens her power, she’s captured and taken to the Dark Moon Court—
straight into the hands of Roman Blackthorn, the ruthless Alpha King who swore never to take a mate.

He knows she could destroy his kingdom.
He knows loving her is forbidden.

And he still claims her.

Because Aria isn’t just cursed—
she’s the last heir of the Eclipse Bloodline, the only Luna who can save the wolf realms… or burn them to the ground.

War is coming.
Desire is dangerous.
And fate demands blood.

He was born to rule.
She was born to end kingdoms.

“Welcome to Oakhaven, Detective. Try not to let our quiet charm bore you to death.”

Rhys Kincaid, a cynical city detective exiled to a town draped in mist and polite whispers, snorted. “Quaintness doesn’t usually hide dead bodies, Officer Vance. And I prefer my cases with a little less smiles” His new partner, Officer Elara Vance, was all sharp wit and disarming smiles, a local golden girl he immediately found infuriatingly charming. Their clashes ignited a dangerous game, a verbal sparring that crackled with undeniable, potent desire.

Grisly murders, each bearing a chilling mark—a severed branch, plunged Oakhaven into terror. The victims? Prominent figures from its oldest families, hinting at a buried past and an ancient, vengeful justice. As they chased elusive shadows, the pressure of the case stripped away their defenses, charged glances evolving into something raw and consuming.

“You want to solve this, Elara? Show me how deep Oakhaven’s darkness goes.” Rhys’s voice was a low growl one night, his hands already finding hers.

He’d seen the hunger in her eyes, a reflection of his own. In the quiet of his isolated cottage, the metal glinted, cool against her skin as he expertly bound her wrists with her own handcuffs, a silent challenge in his gaze.

"Spread your legs."

Her breath hitched, a delicious gasp escaping her lips as his fingers slid her panties aside using this thumb to circle her clit , her eyes burning with a dangerous, reciprocal desire.

He’s on the verge of unmasking the killer, believing it’s Father Thomas or a shadowy force seeking retribution for forgotten sins. But as love blooms amidst the bloodshed, and his reputation hangs in the balance of the deepest secret.

Who is the hunter, and who is the hunted, when desire becomes the deadliest trap of all?

Getting a scholarship in Clifield University in Georgia, Diana, a bright medical student falls inlove with her billionaire department sponsor; Branden.

But unfortunately, Branden shows less emotions to Diana while his brother; Slyvester falls for Diana instead.

This leads to a love triangle evolving especially as Braden realises he has feelings for Diana.

Diana feels all is finally falling in place for her and Braden but what she doesn't realise is that Braden holds deadly secrets of his own which is capable of shattering her entire life and everything Diana has ever believed in.

In the midst of dangerous dark secrets concerning Diana's past, love becomes hate, making Branden a sworn enemy.

18+ mature content, not rated or suitable for those under the age of majority. This book is one of romance and horror.

Wynne is an ordinary woman, until her world is turned upside down. The Wild Hunt has kidnapped her and dragged her into Loslosach, The Sidhe Mists, home to mythical creatures and great danger. It's there that she discovers she is not human as she believes, but one of the Sidhe. Deadly adventures and daring romances await her...

When Noah betrayed me for fresher meat, he thought the only cost was our eight-year relationship. He never imagined I'd take with me the very soul of his commercial empire—and a secret he would never uncover.
For three years, he hunted for me like a madman, from Los Angeles to Reykjavik, until he finally knelt at my doorstep in Lagos.
"Give me a chance," he begged, "for the sake of our past."
I looked down at the once-unyielding man, our daughter in my arms.
"You lost us," I whispered, my voice calm yet final. "And now your redemption stands right before you, forever out of your reach."

Diana is the only daughter of a powerful alpha family forced to grow up on the run. Nobody can know about her past incase the people who killed her family are still after her.
When she finally finds a pack to take her in things start to look up for Diana. She is able to hide he past while having an almost normal life until she reaches her eighteenth birthday and meets her mate.
Can she protect her new pack or will she have to reject her mate and go back on the run?

"Elena, that's not your name, is it?" he teased, sending a shiver down my spine.
My breath caught in my throat as I felt his warm breath on my ear, my underwear was wet.


Isabella is the daughter of the former Mafia King. her family's downfall was orchestrated by her father's brother's betrayal, resulting in her expulsion. She was compelled to engage in smuggling from Avalia to Rome and eventually fled, assuming the new identity of a young girl. The city is divided into slums and rich areas, and is ruled by 7 mafia bosses.
Eight years later, she met a mysterious boxer who always appeared in underground fighting arenas. He was a dangerous and charming man who always appeared when she was in trouble. Is there any secret behind his approach to her?

Sagar is a tall, fair and extremely handsome man, could be easily called as a Dream boy. While he dreams about only one girl.... Damini. The girl who stole his heart when they were still in school...

He was madly in love with Damini. But one day she left without saying a single word to him.

He was broken hearted and still kept looking for her... Finally he found her after 10 years.

What will happen when they come face to face with each other. Come and join this journey to find more about their story......

"My name is enough for people to sweat."
~Silvio Salvatore

"I was the player, now I'm a game."

~Silvio Salvatore

"Nowadays, love has became like a maid, she comes, rings the bell, does her work and shoes away."
~Sadie Quintin

"He was a sin, and I committed him."
~Sadie Quintin


Whose heart is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite angry though.
He was cross like a dark potato.
I watch him pace. I cry hello.

He gives his heart a shake,
And screams I've made a bad mistake.
The only other sound's the break,
Of distant waves and birds awake.

The heart is angry, sharp and deep,
But he has promises to keep,
Tormented with nightmares he never sleeps.
Revenge is a promise a man should keep.

He rises from his cursed bed,
With thoughts of violence in his head,
A flash of rage and he sees red.
Without a pause I turned and fled


Story contain mature language
Mature content along with themes related to violence and sex.

Morgan lives a quiet life as her town's herbalist, but the truth is that she has a secret. She’s a witch.
One day, a shifter named Shane claims that Morgan is his destined mate and insists that she comes with him. She refuses, but Shane accidentally exposes her as a supernatural creature to her town, and now she must start her life over in his pack.
When the line between hate and love starts to blur, a monster hunter tracks them, and an elder from Shane’s pack starts pushing for Morgan to be exiled.
Soon, their love isn’t the only thing that may not survive for long…


“Is this alright, Morgan?” Her skin feels like velvet under my rough hand.
“Yes.”
I lean down and press my lips softly to her throat. As soon as my sharp teeth pierce her skin, she throws back her head and moans in euphoria. Hearing her moans makes my pants tight with need. I want to do so many different things to her.

The Alpha’s Lost Witch is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"You're killing him!" The old hag by the side of the road suddenly cried, glaring at me. "That poor boy! You only ruin what you touch, you abomination. You beast! Set him free!"


Sex was all that mattered to Cyrus. Sex. Alcohol. Women. Sex. after all, that pleasure, lust and passion was all that mattered to a descendant of the god of lust.

He just had to live up to the name.

But when one little invisible mouse stepped into his vision, he was suddenly all Cyrus could see. A little game, he said. "Tease the obvious virgin boy," he planned. "Push him hard, press his buttons." something's wrong. The god of lust can't get it up anymore.

Not for anyone who is not Damian Cross.

Book 1 of Descendants of Lust

The loose string of my dress fell from my shoulders as he continue to roam his fingertips on my body.

I faced him and looked into his eyes, his eyes are malicious and his lips are moist, calling for me to kiss them.

Instead of doing what was inside my head, I slowly knelt in front of him, and slid my fingers from his chest down to his pelvis, without even breaking our sight.

He did not move, I smirked looking up at him. The perfect shape of his jaw is more visible because of the kneeling.

"Erato, I'm down on my knees," I uttered under my breath.

He breathed sexually and grabbed a handful of my hair and did the honor to remove his belt.

It feels like demons have come up to heaven to save me because I don't belong there. It was sinful. But this...

This is the guilt that will save you. 

Even before life removed Jade Fuentabella from innocence, she's been head over heels with Erato Asterial, the third child and the successor of Asterial Empire, known for his bad boy and womanizer reputation. Jade lived her life trying to win his heart, but things got more interesting because of Erato's wickedness.

Could she handle all of it? Or could he?

Trapped in her mundane life, Elysia wishes for something to change. Her parents hide her away and avoid her questions and dismiss her concerns, making her realize that something is terribly wrong. One night, she finally decides that enough is enough and ventures into the night on her own, meeting a mysterious spirit that tells her there is much more to her than she ever thought possible.

That night unfolds a series of events that take her far from home and straight into the arms of a mysterious King who unveils that she holds the key to restore balance between life and death. Shadows of the past unfold and a connection blooms between them, fanning the flames of a love destined to happen.

But just as she begins to believe all will be right, she meets another who claims to be her destined lover.

Guided by whispers from a dark forest, Elysia embarks on a journey to uncover forgotten truths, unveiling magic, mystery, and her destiny entwined with mortality. Will she conquer the secrets that shroud her life and sit on her family’s throne, or will she trust the wrong King and have everything torn from her grasp?

I’m running. Not just from the past, but from the man who made it a living hell. My father—human, cruel, a monster in his own right. He hated what I was, what my mother was, and he made me pay for it every day. Silver chains. Bruises. Screams. But I’m done being his punching bag.

But then the wolves find me and my little brother.

Their Alpha, Lucian, is cold and ruthless—and my mate. He rejects me without hesitation. Weak. Broken. Not fit to stand by his side.

Fine. Let him underestimate me. I’ll survive, for Henry and for myself.

Years later, I return, no longer the girl he cast aside. There’s a new threat, one that could destroy his pack—and I’m the only one who can stop it.

Lucian looks at me differently now—like he sees what he lost. The mate he pushed away. And there are times I can't resist...

"Be mine again and fulfil my lustful nights."

~ Wayne Harden Ferrer

Wayne Ferrer is the hottest Attorney in the country. He is one of the best of the best lawyer in his firm that's why they called him 'Lawyer of No-Failed-Cases'. He is hot, handsome, charismatic, and of course-- FREE! It was also because of his job that he was able to bring back to life his ex-girlfriend Analeigh Devon who suddenly disappeared five years ago without leaving any reason why.

Holding Leigh's case for free-- wait, it's not actually for free because the catch is to make her into his bed NAKED.

Will Wayne fail to make Leigh fall in love with him again and will he experience defeat that he has never experienced before? Or will Leigh let herself be drowned in Wayne's life again and tell the truth about why she left? Or will she just leave the young man's life after the case-- like what she did before?

Iris Young never expected her wedding day to turn into a nightmare.
But when she walked in on her fiance cheating, her world shattered, and something inside her changed forever.

I’m Maria, thirty years old, my body like a forgotten vine, aching to be watered and revived. Once, I thought marriage was my safe harbor, but my husband—that useless bastard—not only left me unsatisfied in bed, he betrayed my heart, screwing around with another woman. My pussy has long been dry, yet desire burns in my chest, forcing me to flee that cold, empty home and seek refuge in the vineyards of Provence, desperate for a breath of life.

Here, I met Julian. That evening, under the grapevines, he fucked me hard. I know this is just the beginning. My body and soul will be reborn in this steamy affair.

After a one night stand, I opened my eyes and found a naked handsome man lying next to me. He was the last Lycan.

According to the rumors, the last Lycan went crazy every full moon. He could only be tamed by having sex with a virgin werewolf.

Every pack sent virgins to sacrifice to the last Lycan, and I was the chosen one.

Before he woke up, I escaped quietly.

But it's strange how my wolf became more powerful!

Could sex with a Lycan make me stronger?!

The Lycan was a wall of masculine muscle behind me. His body heat scorched me even through my wedding dress; his breath seared the shell of my ear as he leaned closer and whispered, "Mate..."

If the last Lycan was the Devil, I thought I might want to go to hell.

When I rescued the last Lycan from his cage, I never thought that one day, I would be put into a cage by him.

Zara Night is tired of being the academy's biggest failure. As the only werewolf who can't shift, she's stuck cleaning classrooms while elite students like Kai Storm train for a war she doesn't understand.
But when students start disappearing and Zara begins having impossible dreams of flying through space and devouring entire packs, she realizes her biggest weakness might be her greatest weapon.
Kai Storm has one mission: earn the werewolves' trust, then lead them to slaughter. But falling for the academy's "broken" omega wasn't part of the plan. As his alien programming fights his growing humanity, Kai must choose between his creators and the girl who's about to become the most powerful being in the universe.
When Zara discovers that Earth's werewolves are being bred as soldiers for an alien empire, and that everyone she trusts has been lying to her, she'll have to embrace the monster inside her to save not just her world, but reality itself.
Some secrets are worth killing for. Others are worth dying for. But some secrets can end everything.

I ripped out half my heart for him.

Literally.

Six years ago, Draco—the Black Dragon Lord—was dying on the battlefield, enemy claws buried in his chest. So I tore myself open and shoved half my witch's heart into his body to save his life.

After that, I lived with constant pain, my magic drained to nothing. I fought his wars, nearly died a dozen times, all while waiting for him to keep his promise—that he'd make me his queen after the coronation.

But on coronation day, Draco brought back the half-elf Ivy and told me to give up my crown.

Why? Ivy stayed with him in the Abyss for three years. And now she was pregnant with his child.

It destroyed me. So I drank the Oblivion Potion—the one thing that could strip away every ounce of love I had for him.

And in three days, I'm leaving for the polar regions to marry into the Silver Wolf Clan.

On Tracey's coming-to-age ceremony, she found her boyfriend was having an affair with her bestie. Soon, her stepmother drugged her and planned to trap her in a nude photo scandal.
Meanwhile, a handsome man passed by and saved Tracey but he required Tracey to repay him physically. Tracey had no choice but to agree. After that, Tracey went abroad.
Three years later, Tracey went back. She was about to revenge her ex-bf through an editor. While waiting for the editor in a nightclub, Tracey's addiction to cigarettes had gone crazy. Therefore, she entered the male toilet to knock the door, "Buddy, can I get a lighter?"
However, there came a familiar voice, "I don't have a lighter, but you lit my fire, babe."
Tracey wanted to leave, but the man stopped her.
"I want you, right now!"

"Scream Yalda, I want the whole fucking world to hear you". He said as his grip on her hair tightened. "I want the fucking world to know just how good you sound when I fuck you".

Yalda, a young struggling college student with a dark past, finds herself having a one-nightstand with a domineering man who turns out to be one of the richest and most influential men on the continent. Desperate for better life, she accepts his offer to be his exclusive whore with no strings attached, and four years later, she finds herself working as his secretary, still binded by the contract. She soon realizes that her emotional attachment to him will bring her nothing but pain and misery, and she asks for the contract to be terminated. Unbeknownst to her that like her, he also had a dark past, one which has influenced his interest for her since the very beginning.
What happens when he refuses to let her go?

When Esther was a perfect wife but her husband cheated, she ordered a call boy for revenge.
He was so young and skilled. Then she left a check and ran away.
Later, she ran into the "call boy" and found he's in fact the youngest congressman, the future president ...
But he wants Esther every night ...

(Book 2 of My Hockey Alpha. It can be read alone)
Celeste run into her brother's best friend, who is now a hoceky team leader, at a party.
He cornered her in the toilet.
"Behavior yourself." Celeste warned him
"Be a good girl if you don't want to be heard. " He smirked.
……
Then Celeste escapes and he hasn't found out who she really is.
It's her dirty secret ...... How long can she hide it?

His hands inch up my legs. Rough and ruthless.
“You got away from me once, Flora,” he says. “Never again. You’re mine.”
He tightens his grip on my neck. “Say it.”
“I’m yours,” I choke out. I always have been.

Flora and Felix, separated suddenly and reunited again in a strange circumstance. He doesn’t know what ever happened. She has secrets to hide, and promises to keep.
But things are changing. Betrayal is coming.
He failed to protect her once before. He’ll be damned if it happens again.

（His Little Flower series consists of two stories, I hope you like them.）

WARNING!( MATURE )
"Are you touching yourself?" he voices in a husky murmur startling the hell out of me.
I quickly sit up and look at his amused face, "N...no" I stutter in embarrassment.
"Let me see" Carl crouches in front of me and grabs my hand to inspect my wet fingers.
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Kayla is Santino's American mafia princess. In the world of guns, an enemy is bound to knock on your door anytime.
What happens when her father's enemy knocks on their door?
And what happens when Kayla learns that she's betrothed to a ruthless Italian mafia boss, Carl Moreno? Also known as the s*x-god.
And to add on that, a man of many enemies.
Join me to find out

"I have a mate," I said.
"Is that so?" Alaric's gaze narrowed. He leaned closer, his breath fanning my nose and all I could think was to kiss him.
"Yes, and that’s not you," I pushed back my urges as I whispered. Why couldn’t it be him?
A feral growl left his lips as he pulled me closer, "You’re MINE!"
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Betrayed. Abandoned. Left to die. Lilac had given everything to Alpha King Kael—her love, her loyalty, her very soul—only to be cast aside when his fated mate arrived. The fragile Omega not only stole Kael’s heart but destroyed everything Lilac had built, leaving her broken and watching her family perish. As Lilac took her final breath, the last thing she saw was Kael holding the woman who had ruined her.
But death was not the end.
When Lilac’s eyes opened, she was back, six years in the past, standing in the ceremony where she was first chosen as Kael’s mate. The goddess had granted her a second chance. But this time, she would not be the same naive woman who loved blindly. This time, she would fight. She would take back what was hers.
Yet, with every choice she makes, the future begins to shift. Kael's half brother Alaric showed up in the picture. Fate is no longer predictable, and the kingdom's destiny is no longer set in stone. As Lilac walks a new path, one question haunts her: Is she rewriting her salvation… or her doom?

"It was a mistake! I apologized already," feeling so terrified as I moved backward.

"You should have known me better than this, little sparrow," He chuckled deeply, his gaze fixed on me.

"Lucas please!" I cried, now stopped by the wall as my heart beats faintly.

"Don't worry it's just a little game, you and I will play, you'll love it, little sparrow," He smirked.

I knew this was a trick, Ben lied when he said he wouldn't hurt me and I stupidly fell into the trap.

Now, I was alone with him and in his room.

I think this is the time for me to announce my funeral...

"Strip!" His cold voice snapped me out,as he stared at me with a deadpan expression while I gazed at him in ultra shock.


Camilla Evans is a gentle nerd in her finals at Watermark Highschool. As a nerd, the stereotypical notion of her wearing thick rimmed glasses, out-of-vogue clothes and shoes which were eighty percent of the time, twice her size still stands.

Having been at the bottom of the food chain in Watermark Highschool, Camilla was liable to predators and the most annoying one of them all went by the name, Lucas Liam.

Camilla had no idea why the hottest guy in school would even spare her a glance not to mention actually spending the whole day bullying and teasing her to no end.

Could there be something else to these false acts of bully and teases from Lucas?

Find out what happens when the Cheerleader, Jenny Layton put Camilla's life at stake?

Will she be able to handle all the torments she's passing through especially when her mum died and her sister left her behind?

Allen Carter is an innocent young and beautiful woman who had her life all rosy and sweet but fate took a massive turn on her when she suddenly needed money badly for her grandmother's surgical cancer operation.

While in desperate need of money, a guy she met at the bar where she works approached her and told her about an offer to marry a billionaire for six months only for a huge sum of money.

She hesitated at first but soon agreed cause of how urgent she needed money.

What she didn't know was that she was made to replace the CEO's 'run away bride' because she had the exact same facial identity as her.

She eventually find out that this CEO was the (ruthless and coldest CEO Raymond) that everyone talks about in the country.

She thought she could pretend well as the run away bride for six months and divorce him but Raymond find out already that she wasn't his real wife.

But it got even worse when the CEO accused her that she was the one who hid his run away bride, and that if she didn't provide his run away bride, he would destroy everything in and about her

Would it be an impossible thing if these two people from two different world fall in love? Why don't you read to find