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They promised to protect me from their violent world… but who will protect my heart from them?

Every night, three mafia enforcers come into my bar. They’re too dangerous to get close to, yet impossible to ignore.

When the bar is held up, Rocello, a powerful and deadly man, saves me. No one’s ever protected me like that before.

Rocello’s fierce protection and his gentle side as a single father make me feel safe. Jumaine’s calm, precise nature melts when he’s with me, and Slade’s reckless passion leaves me breathless.

As I uncover a plot against me, they pledge their protection. But as our passion ignites, I realize my ties to their world run deeper than I thought. And my life spirals into chaos when I see two little lines on a pregnancy test.

I was their real daughter.

The lost princess they found, brought home, and promised to protect.

But every time she cried, I was the one punished.

Every time she bled, I was the one accused.

When she disappeared, they said it was my fault. They tore my memories apart to prove it.

Fine , only if they stand where I stood, feel what I felt, will they ever know my pain.

"How dare you touch me with those filthy hands stained with my father's blood?" he growled, his eyes burning with rage. My hands shook, my heart raced.
"You and I can no longer be mates, Ember. I, Brandon Ryder, now Alpha, reject you as my mate. Accept my rejection."
On the eve of her wedding, Ember's life is turned upside down. Falsely accused of her father's death, she's imprisoned, only to learn the shocking truth—her mate, Brandon, and her best friend conspired to destroy her and her unborn child.
Escaping to protect her children, Ember is caught by Brandon. As she's about to lose everything, she falls off a cliff. Desperate, she prays for salvation, and her answer comes in the form of the feared Lycan Kings of the South: her second chance mates.
With the Grey brothers by her side, Ember becomes a force to be reckoned with. Together, they vow to tear down the Bloodhound Pack that betrayed her, starting with the smallest details and pulling every string. But Ember's path to revenge is far from simple. A stranger appears, claiming to be her betrothed and holding the key to a part of her she thought was lost forever.
Will Ember let fate control her life, or will she make the decisions that change everything before it's too late?

R18+, M/M/F, Taboo
Warning: Once you start Sex With The Maid, clear your schedule. Seriously. You would not be able to put this story down. At the end of every chapter, you will be wanting more.

Cerci:
I have always walked my own path. All my life I have work to meet earn needs and to protect Jon from getting into trouble, and sleep when I could find the time. Then I became their maid, and everything changed.

Bernard Stark:
Over five hundred people turn to watch my show everyday. They like and believe in me. One of the reasons is because I am the only son from the famous Stark family. I also think it is because, I am honest when it comes to my reporting. Well, I am honest about everything except the man I have been fucking for four years... and now this woman, Cerci. I enjoy fucking her too.

George Clement:
I desire three things in life: first my lovers, Bernard Stark and Cerci Lannister in my bed, fucking them. Second, I want to be the motherfucking best chef in the entire country. And third, I want to find out how to get both of these things mentioned above, without hurting anyone.

I am a time traveler from the modern world.

For three years, I traveled back and forth to the wasteland. By supplying clean water and food, I elevated a lowly scavenger into a wasteland lord commanding thousands of armed men.

But just as I finally found a way to end the apocalypse, she turned around and slept with a local thug.

Together, they plotted to steal the secret of my time machine, kill me, and turn my modern world into their personal "free supermarket."

She thought she had me completely wrapped around her finger. She believed that with just a few fake tears, her stupid "delivery boy" would obediently hand over all access and wait to be slaughtered.

But after overhearing their scheme, I didn't hesitate. I returned to the modern world and smashed the time machine to pieces.

Now, let's see how long her mighty reign will last without my help.

In my past life, I was a wild, pureblood witch who tamed my own nature for love, willingly playing the submissive, perfect Luna for my fated Alpha.
But to him, I was just a savage that "needed to be brought to heel." When enemy wolves ambushed us, he held my manipulative, magicless adopted sister tight, leaving me to be ripped apart.
When I opened my eyes, I had been thrust back in time to the day of our Mating Ceremony.
Staring at the white gown that symbolized nothing but my submission, I slapped a thirty-million-dollar price tag on my "fated mate" and sold him right to my sister.
Using a pureblood glamour, I sent her to the altar in my place. Then I hopped on my motorcycle and rode straight into forbidden territory—right into the arms of the ruthless, unhinged "Mad Wolf" Alpha. He didn't want an obedient pet; he wanted a lethal queen to rule the wild by his side.
That night, when my arrogant ex sealed the irreversible mate bond, lifted the bridal veil, and realized the woman eternally bound to his soul wasn't me...
The icy, untouchable Alpha who spent a lifetime trying to break me completely lost his damn mind.

Scarlett is an Omega who has managed to survive without attracting attention and reach the age of 22 still being a virgin, but it was by her own choice. She never found her fated mate, but she doesn't want to live with only the simplest things anymore, she wants to be free and not have to depend on anyone anymore, so she decides to sell her virginity at an Auction.

Klaus and Liam are Alphas from a successful pack, they've never met their fated mates and they didn't even want to go to the auction, but they changed their minds as soon as they saw Scarlett's photo... A beautiful Omega, with a voracious gaze and the posture of a warrior, but one who is willing to submit for five days.

The two buy her and know she's not their fated mate, but that doesn't mean they'll pass up the opportunity to teach this woman how good it feels to be on her knees and begging for them to touch her.

A love found in the most unusual of places—between a mafia Don and his one-time therapist.


Emerald Maree Pearce is a 25 year old woman with the body of a siren but a painful past that still haunts her. Influenced by a situation in her past that had left her broken, she becomes a psychologist to help people avoid what she had become.

Jordan Calix Kale, a 34 year old man, is a thousand times more powerful than the average man. Achieving his goal of being the Don of the most indomitable mafia clan of all time, of having his revenge, was supposed to sate him, it was supposed to curb his darkness. But what happens when the darkness continues to spread, seemingly seeking something else?

What happens when these two broken souls meet?

Camelia's life has been a battleground, scarred by her father's hatred and rejection by Carlos, the Alpha's son - who turned out to be her mate. But fate has other plans. She's chosen as a potential mate for Lycan Xavier, a powerful figure seeking his destined partner.

As she discovers she's his true mate, Carlos reappears, claiming her as his own, alongside Desmond, a vampire who believes she's his soulmate.

Camelia's reality shifts - she has not just one mate, but three.

Entwined in a prophecy that could unite three nations, she's a prized target for enemies.

And her fate takes a darker turn when she's captured by Zeus Dimitrious, the infamous Dragon King. Will he hold her captive forever, or will the flames of passion ignite between them, revealing an unexpected bond?

In her past life, Mira had been hunted like prey.
Tortured. Marked. Left to die beneath a cursed red moon by the same three boys who now lived under the same roof.

But fate hadn’t been done with her.

Reborn in a different life, Mira woke in the Shadowclaw Pack estate as a human this time, early enough to run. But during Alpha Darius’s birthday feast, the Moonstone revealed a cruel truth:

She was the fated mate of Alpha Darius’s three sons—Zane, Luca, and Jax.

They didn’t remember the blood on their hands. She couldn’t forget the pain.

Now forced to live with the triplets she had sworn to avoid, Mira found herself caught between fear and something far more dangerous—desire.

“Run, little mate,” Jax had murmured, his voice low and deadly. “But you know we’ll catch you.”

“I’m not your mate,” she had spat, but Zane’s hand had cupped her chin, forcing her eyes to his.

“Then why do you tremble when we touch you?”
Luca had only smirked from the shadows. “I’ll make you beg before this is over.”

They wanted her.
She wanted to escape.

But fate had bound their souls, and the deeper she sank into their world, the harder it became to tell love from hate… memory from destiny… and past from future.

They had destroyed her once.
This time, it might break them all.

In the sixth year of my life as a Scale-Stripper, I finally gathered the hundredth vial of Dragon Breath Essence.

I knelt before the altar, cradling the crystal bottle in both hands. The golden light swirling within it cast a warm glow across my scarred knuckles. Six years — six years of wandering the most dangerous battlefields of the Five Clans and the plague-ridden wastelands, using dragon breath to heal the wounded. For every person I saved, I had peeled away a living scale from my own flesh, baring the raw, bleeding meat beneath.

Seven scales left on my back.

Only seven.

But as long as it saved my brother Lucien, it was worth it.

Six years ago, during the Dragon Slaughter War, our parents had been assassinated by humans. An ancient curse had struck Lucien; his scales were crumbling away, day by day. He told me that only a hundred vials of Dragon Breath Essence could break the curse.

I held the crystal bottle out to him, my voice trembling with barely contained emotion. "Lucien, a hundred vials. We finally have enough."

Lucien took the bottle and glanced at it.

Then he tossed it off the altar without a second thought.

I went rigid.

Lucien stood at the top of the altar.

"I was never cursed," he said.

My hands were still cupped in the shape of holding the bottle, all ten fingers suspended in midair.

"Our parents never died, either."

"The Dragon Slaughter War six years ago, I planned it. The only one left crippled, with broken wings, was you."

My grandfather was a thief.

He did not steal money.

He stole my grandmother's name, her return papers, and the life that should have carried her out of the mountains.

Fifty years later, his granddaughter sat across from me in a law firm interview and smiled like the world already belonged to her.

I opened her file, saw the family name, and closed the folder.

"You didn't pass."

Three years ago, the night before my wedding, I was kidnapped and nearly killed.

When I woke up, Julian was crying over me. "The kidnappers hurt you so badly, Elsie. The doctors—they had to remove your uterus to save you. I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry."

My world shattered.

I cried for a week straight. Cried until I had no voice left, until my eyes couldn't open from the swelling. I'd lost everything—my chance at motherhood, my chance at being whole.

But Julian squeezed my hand. "I love you, Elsie. You're all I need."

He married me anyway. Against his family's wishes, he married this broken woman.

For three years, he was perfect. Gentle. Loving. I thought I was the luckiest woman alive.

Until today.

Today, I learned the truth—

There was no kidnapping. No random attack.

It was all planned. Orchestrated by Julian himself.

For one reason only—to give my uterus to Chloe, my sister who was born unable to have children.

On my first day at St. Clair University, my roommate Lysandra laughed at me in French.

Wrapped in designer logos, she called me a nobody who did not even recognize luxury perfume.

She thought I could not understand her.

She was wrong. French was my first language.

I was also Iris Russell, the hidden heir to the Russell Group.

But I kept that to myself.

Then Lysandra set me up at a Michelin-starred restaurant. With the manager's help, she placed a fake $450,000 bill in front of me and demanded humiliating photos to erase the debt.

They expected me to break.

Instead, I opened my phone and started a livestream.

By the time Lysandra learned who I was, the whole internet had seen her trap.

"Sign the Brooklyn house over to Isla. I'll cover your tuition next semester."

Gabriel didn't look up. Just sat there in his leather chair like he was doing me a favor.

My mother grabbed my sleeve. "She has depression, Rachel. She just needs a studio. Why are you making this so hard?"

I looked at her, then at him. That house was the only thing my father left me when he died. The only thing. And my stepbrother was sitting in his leather chair, offering me a trade like it was nothing.

"That house is the only thing my father left me," I said. "You know that."

Gabriel finally looked up. "I know. Sign anyway."

My mother tightened her grip on my sleeve. I shook her off.

"Give me the pen."

I signed. Grabbed my suitcase — packed for three days — and walked out.

I had nowhere to go. I didn't care.

Zora once thought she was just an ordinary human orphan. That is, until her biological mother, Victoria, suddenly appeared on her eighteenth birthday and revealed the shocking truth: she was a princess, a werewolf. Victoria, the Queen of the Werewolves, brought Zora back to the werewolf kingdom and immediately demanded that she choose a fiancé from four men. Zora believed that Victoria didn’t love her because she was wolfless. She had no intention of marrying a stranger, someone she’d never met. In the end, Victoria compromised, promising that if Zora could graduate from Alpha Academy on her own, she wouldn’t have to marry. But on her very first day at Alpha Academy, while hiding her true identity as a princess, Zora immediately clashed with her potential husbands... These sexy, arrogant men were nothing but trouble, and Zora vowed she would never submit to them.

Sequel to Hunting Her Hunters. This is Osprey's journey to finding his mate. Follow his path that is full of twists and turns, misunderstandings, and a love so deep that it transcends the normal bounds of a mate bond from day 1.

This story follows the youngest daughter of Clara, Wyatt and Noah from The Gamma's Heart.

Her story starts off a little rough in the beginning because her husband isn't a really good man, you have heard of the Dale family from the first book but wasn't told much about them.

But you will know.more in this storyline with Brooklyn aka Brooke.

Will she beable to fight for her love or give up on it and make a new life for herself without Ryan after 6 years together?

At a lavish party, my uncle forced me to entertain a disgusting, powerful man.
"He has STDs," they whispered, "she's worse than a prostitute."
But I wasn't their puppet. With one sentence, I turned the tables and secured a $50 million deal. Just as I thought I'd won, he cornered me, his eyes filled with rage.
"You'll pay for this, whore!" he snarled.
As his bodyguards dragged me away, a chilling voice cut through the air. "Let her go."
It was Verio Soren, the most feared Mafia Don in New York. He pulled me into his arms, his scent of cedar and danger surrounding me. "She's with me now."

I've been running from who I am for 3 years. Being a female Alpha has caused me nothing but pain in the past, so I kept my true self hidden. Until one fateful night. Noah, a rare male Omega, was being cornered by a rival motorcycle gang's most ruthless men and I stepped in. All my instincts to protect him set forth a series of events I tried so hard to avoid.

Noah's make shift pack needs my help, and when Noah decides he wants me as his Alpha I can't say no. Then there is a club member who has apparently been pining after me since he first saw me, and then the man who taught me everything I needed to know to protect myself.

We shouldn't fit together, and yet we do. But we're no closer to a happy ending than we were when we started. Life is full of bumps and we are about to face a whole mountain of them.

How can I keep this pack together when I might be the reason it all falls apart?

“Sheridan, Link gave me hope to live this past year. I’m pregnant with his child now. He’s been malnourished since he was a baby. Could you be a little more generous and give him half of your food?”

"To quell the rumors, give him the commander's authority as well! Consider it proof of your tolerance, and that way everyone will accept our family of three!"

Looking at my fiancée, who was heavily pregnant and had a saintly glow on her face, I felt a wave of nausea wash over me.

Five years of entrusting each other with life and death have resulted in this scene.

Alright, I'll grant your wish.

Without arguing or making a scene, I readily signed the power transfer agreement, removed my epaulets, and walked without looking back into the underground forbidden zone that everyone feared.

There, a crazy witch with a morbid possessiveness toward me is imprisoned.

Sylvia thought that after I relinquished power, I would only be able to kneel in the mud like a stray dog and watch them be affectionate.

But she had no idea that I was the one who had the safety net for her throughout the entire city!

After losing my protection, the system completely crashed within a few days.

That freeloader completely dropped his pretense, not only beating her half to death with domestic violence, but also attempting to invade her private space.

When she crawled to the gate of the restricted area covered in blood, crying and begging me for forgiveness and to save her life.

I was being held in the arms of that aloof witch, watching the pretty boy who had come looking for me:

"The experiment actually spoke, darling..."

"Take off your panties, princess. I want to see the pussy that’s been soaking the sheets and moaning my name in her sleep every night, while wearing my son’s ring.”

"Yes, daddy."



Reina thought marriage meant love. But for two long, aching years, all it gave her was cold nights and a husband who never touched her.

She was starving.

And Domenico Gravano—her devil father-in-law—was the only man who ever made her feel full.

He’s twice her age. Deadly. Filthy rich, and built like a god. The kind of man who doesn’t ask. He takes. And when he sees the way she shivers under his stare, he doesn’t hesitate. He gives her everything she's always wanted.

It’s forbidden. It's filthy.
And it’s about to become her obsession.

But Domenico doesn’t do soft. He doesn’t do love. He does control. He does power. He does ownership.

And Reina?
She’s about to find out what happens when a Gravano decides to make you moan… and never stop.

He’s her father-in-law.
He’s her first real pleasure.
He’s the man who will destroy them both… just to keep her.

"I'm a fucker, remember? And I wouldn't mind bending you over the kitchen counter."
Moana Queens has two rules: stay on top, and never become her mother.
She's spent her entire life watching her mother fall for the wrong men. Men who promise forever, take what they want, and leave. That's why Dylan Dickson should be the last person she ever wants.
He's arrogant, infuriatingly brilliant, and the only student capable of beating her at anything. Worse, he's the school's most notorious playboy, a boy who never stays long enough for feelings to matter.
Then her mother gets engaged. To Dylan's father.
Overnight, her academic rival becomes her stepbrother.
Living under the same roof was never supposed to be a problem. Not when they can't go five minutes without arguing. Not when she knows exactly what kind of boy Dylan is.
But the more she tries to stay away from him, the harder it becomes to ignore the tension that's always existed between them.
Moana refuses to risk her mother's happiness for a boy.
Dylan refuses to pretend he doesn't want her.
And when keeping their distance starts feeling impossible, they're forced to decide which line is more dangerous: the one they're not supposed to cross, or the one they've been pretending doesn't exist.

Men have babies and women have fun.

In this alternate reality world, it is the men bear the responsibilities of unprotected sex while women spread their seed carelessly as they enjoy the ability of washing their hands of any consequential offspring.

(Warning: Mature Content)

The world isn't as populated and there's more whining and complaining about the aches and pains of the "nesting" process.

Chloe Ashford destroyed me once.

She pretended to be my best friend, eagerly setting me up with her stepbrother Vincent—when really, I was just a cover for their twisted relationship.

She fattened me up, used me, and when she got bored, tossed me aside. A broken nose during gym class, nearly drowning by the pool, framed and cyberbullied until the whole internet turned against me. I dropped out. Had a complete mental breakdown. And then I jumped.

But when I opened my eyes again, that line was playing on repeat—"Let me introduce you to my stepbrother."

Somehow, I was back. That same party night.

“Sign the contract. Be my incubator. And I will let you live.”
That was the deal I made with the tyrant named Damon Lexton.
I was his medicine. His prisoner. He did not love me—only the rare blood in my veins that kept him alive. When I died in the fire, he did not mourn his wife. He mourned the loss of his cure.
Five years later, I returned from the dead with a new face and a heart of stone, ready to watch him suffer.
Then my five-year-old son walked into his office.
“Hey, Old Man. Are you the one who made my mom cry?”
Damon stared at the child—the son he once called a bastard. For the first time, the tyrant fell to his knees.
He cornered me against the wall, his eyes burning with madness and obsession.
“You can run, Anna. But you and our son belong to me. I used to need your blood to live. Now I need your heartbeat to breathe.”

My boyfriend pulled off a drone-sky proposal that lit up the entire city.
Crowds cheered, “Congratulations to Mr. Gunson and Mrs. Gunson—at last, true lovers become family.”
But the woman curled in his arms was his secretary.
The “me” in their mouths had long since turned to white bones beneath a mound of earth.

🔥 "She Made the Playboy Fall to His Knees..." 🔥

"Don’t hurt Daddy’s hands," he growled, lips brushing her ear, breath hot on her skin.
"Daddy needs those hands to pin you down... right there on that bed."
"And when I do... you’ll cream so hard for me."

Monalisa’s knees buckled. She grabbed his arm to stay upright.
He chuckled. "That’s more like it."

💋 Jayden James Bruno, the billionaire every woman dreams of…
Cold. Ruthless. Addicted to control.
He doesn’t do love. He does bodies.
Until Monalisa walked in.

Now, he wants only one thing...
To have her legs wrapped around his waist… and her heart in his hands.
But Monalisa isn’t the type to fall.
She’s the one who makes the devil beg.

📖 A blazing romance full of steamy tension, power play, and jaw-dropping secrets.

🔞 Not for the faint of heart. Are you ready for Jayden and Monalisa?

I used to be the most envied female on the continent. Three mates: werewolf Alpha Kael, vampire lord Dorian, elven ranger Seth. All of them mine.
Then a half-elf drifter named Ayla showed up, and everything I had started belonging to her instead, one piece at a time.
Kael once pulled a fang from his own mouth to make me a necklace. The day it broke, he was too busy licking another female's cut finger to notice.
Dorian spent two weeks brewing me blood wine. Then he handed the cup straight to her, because apparently I "looked healthy enough to go without."
Seth carved me a charm from sacred elven wood. I watched her face take shape under his knife instead of mine.
They kept telling me I needed to grow up. So when a beast's poison was spreading through my body, and I blew the whistle they swore would bring them running no matter what—
No one came.
Three years later, I walked back into their world on a Siren prince's arm.
This time, they're the ones begging for my forgiveness.

Rhye Gosling demanded she marry him after their accidental nerve-wracking one-night stand. Little did she know, he was the most powerful Alpha in the werewolf community, a world she thought only existed in the book. How hard could it be? Yet, the handsome and demanding Alpha would change her life to the full extent, bringing her laughter and tears, hatred and love, and into the chaotic world of magic and wonder where werewolves and demons existed and would do everything to bring the Alpha to his knees.

Racked by confusion and changes in her body, Diana found herself irresistibly drawn to Andrew. Passion ignited and threatened to consume them both. However, she was unprepared for the reason he had sought her out and the danger that lay ahead. Regardless, sharing a love of conquering their goals, this unlikely pair began to form an unexpected bond that led them to a place neither of them ever expected to be.

Casey Roosevelt has spent her entire life being second best. Second to her beautiful adoptive sister. Second to everyone else's dreams. Second to the family that took her in but never truly wanted her. While other students spend their college years making memories, Casey spends hers trying to survive. Between tutoring struggling students, singing at a downtown club for extra cash, and fighting to keep a roof over her head, she barely has time to breathe.
Love is the last thing on her mind. Chris Lewis is everything she isn't. The star hockey captain. Campus royalty. Future NHL player. The boy every girl wants. And the one boy Casey refuses to chase.
When Chris discovers he's on the verge of failing out of college and losing the hockey career he's worked his entire life for, the last person he expects to save him is Casey Roosevelt.
The quiet girl everyone overlooks. The girl who is far more than she seems. What starts as tutoring turns into friendship.
Friendship turns into a fake dating arrangement neither of them wants. And somewhere between late-night study sessions, jealous exes, hockey games, secret dreams, and stolen moments, pretending becomes dangerously real.
Because for the first time in her life, Casey has someone choosing her. And for the first time in his life, Chris has found something worth risking everything for.
But when the truth about Casey's past begins to surface and the people who hurt her realize they're losing control, Chris and Casey will have to decide whether love is enough to survive the secrets that could destroy them both.
He was supposed to hire a tutor.
He never expected to lose his heart.

The apocalyptic deluge came, and I rescued the entire village onto a cruise ship.

The villagers were deeply grateful to us.

But somehow a rumor spread—that I had a warehouse full of food and was refusing to feed them properly.

The villagers turned on me, hurling accusations left and right.

Helpless, I opened the warehouse to show them. There was barely anything left. But they still refused to believe me.

"Yu Lei! You must have hidden the food somewhere else!"

"That's right! He never really wanted to save us!"

They beat me with fists and feet, cursing me with every foul word they knew.

Then a gang of thugs stormed the ship.

Under their brutal rule, the entire village was enslaved. Young women became playthings. The children—their fate was even worse.

I tried to rally the villagers to fight back. But someone sold me out to the thugs, trading that information for a single full meal.

In the end, they beat me to death and tossed my body into the sea for the fish.

When I opened my eyes again, time had rewound to three days before the apocalypse. I immediately started packing, ready to get as far away from these ungrateful bastards as possible.

But the villagers were already crowded at my door, demanding I hand over the keys to the cruise ship.

It turned out I wasn't the only one who'd been reborn. The entire village had come back too.

I handed over the keys without a fuss.

After all, the System told me this time it would be a zombie apocalypse. What good was a ship?

In the previous life, the game descended into reality, the laws of the virtual world tore the sky apart, and top players became gods of the new world.
The day before the game's release, I helped Julian acquire the top-tier item, the Absolute Defense Ring, only to have his account stolen and all his equipment taken away by him and my fiancée .
After the game started, they threw me into the horde of rotting corpses like trash , stepped on my bones to become emperors, and lived happily ever after, while I was devoured to death by the rotting corpses .
In this life, I am reborn three days before my arrival . I will use Julian's money to clear the dungeon, steal his top-tier items, and then, in the apocalypse of the game where monsters and skills materialize , at his most inflated coronation ceremony, I will personally tear apart his ridiculous absolute defense and take the lives of all the traitors.

During a police operation to pursue a serial killer, my father-in-law was taken hostage by the criminals while protecting me, and was dragged behind a vehicle for several kilometers.
I urgently called my husband for help: “Cedric, Dad has been taken hostage by the criminals. Send more people right away!”
My husband was the police department’s top marksman—only his sharpshooting skills could target the enemy and save his father!
But to my surprise, my husband just sneered, “Dahlia, I’ve only been out with Nalisa for an hour. To win my attention, you’ll make up any lie, won’t you?”
Hearing the call end, I was frozen in shock.
Then, I received a message from Nalisa with 99 bed photos of her and my husband.
“Cedric says, if your dad dies, so be it. He has no time for you now—he’d rather die in my arms.”
Anger and sorrow enveloped me. Watching my husband’s father crushed to death by the vehicle, I finally understood:
He must have thought it was my father who was taken hostage.

“All this time,” Adriano’s voice was low, shaking with rage, “all this time I kissed you, made love to you, put my life on the line for you…” His eyes burned into hers. “You were fucking my brothers behind my back?!”

“Adriano, please I can explain. It's not what you think.”

“NOT WHAT I THINK?!” he roared, stepping closer, fists trembling. “You told me you love me!”

“I do,” Diamond sobbed.

His voice broke. “Then why?”

—

They are the princes of Il Serpente Dorato, the most powerful Italian Mafia. Adriano, Alessandro, and Gabriele.

Dangerous. Possessive. Obsessive.

Diamond was just a stripper when she first caught Adriano’s eye. A one-night distraction who became something much more. At first, she was tangled only in his sheets… until his older brothers wanted a taste of her.

And soon, she wasn’t just his. She was theirs

Now she belongs to all of them. Claimed and worshipped in ways that leave her breathless. The nights turned wild with sex, pleasure, and pain. The tension, the lies, the betrayal… unbearable. She wasn’t just a woman to them—she became an addiction, a possession they’d fight, bleed, and kill for.

Yet Diamond has a secret. One that could shatter everything. And if the Greco princes ever discover the truth, their obsession with her won’t just burn.

It might destroy her.

Welcome to a story of sin, obsession, betrayal, and forbidden desires. Where love and hate are only a heartbeat apart.

I have signed to be his loyal slave and he my master. I have signed away freedom. What have I done? I have taken off my clothes as he's asked. Am shaking, naked in front of him.
"Lay on the table." He orders. I obey. I don't argue. I can't argue.
"Spread your legs open." His voice, a caress, yet firm. I shakily obey. My legs timidly spread before him. The cold air drifts to me.
"Now, Andria, touch yourself. Touch yourself until you moan."
I look at him shocked. I have never done that before...
"Do you want to rescind on your decision?" He asks, darkly...
I swallow. I don't want to. My body tenses, but I ease it. I shut my eyes. Allow his voice carry me, as one finger tentatively slides into my dark underwear.
Slow. Shaky. I apply soft strokes...circles. I touch my folds. I let out a moan..

"She was never pregnant!" I yelled, pointing at the redhead shedding crocodile tears on the couch.
BAM!
My face snapped to the side from the slap—sharp, cruel, the sting burning hotter than the betrayal in my husband's eyes.
"Pathetic! You killed my grandchild and dare lie?" My mother-in-law's scream cut through me, but all I could see was Dominic, my husband of three years, standing beside my stepsister, Bianca, his gaze cold as ice.
I'd spent years begging for a child, enduring mockery for "being infertile",only to find out I was pregnant that morning. But when I came home to expose Bianca's fake pregnancy, they turned it all on me. Poisoned food, baseless accusations, and a basement cell where I breathed my last, along with my unborn baby.
At least, that's what they thought.
When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer the weak, tormented wife. I was reborn as Clara Vosslyn, celebrity model, desired by three powerful billionaires who worship me like I'm their everything.
But love? Affection? That's not why I'm here.
My heart beats only for revenge.
Dominic, Bianca, everyone who destroyed my first life, they won't see me coming. I'll tear down their empire, shatter their happiness, and make them beg for the mercy they never gave me.
But these three men… their devotion is dangerous. Their touch is addictive. Their love makes me question if I'm still fighting for justice… or if I'm scared to let go of the pain and finally live.
Will I stay loyal to my revenge? Or will I let these billionaires love me back to life?
Find out in the steamy, thrilling tale of rebirth, betrayal, and forbidden passion, where vengeance meets desire, and second chances come with a price.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he growled, thrusting into me like he owned me.
I arched beneath him, lips at his ear: "Mark me."
He froze. Pulled out. Tossed a white wolf-ear headband at me. "Put it on. And finish me with your mouth."
Later I learned why. The woman he really loved wore those ears. I wasn't his mate—I was the warm-up act.
Five years I gave him my body, my blood, my youth. He called me broken because I couldn't shift. Truth? I'm the last heir of a bloodline packs would burn to steal. And the cub I saved from the snow at six—he's the Alpha King of the North now. Waited fifteen years. Never stopped watching.
My ex is on his knees, begging.
Without my blood, he's nothing.
He called me a replacement. I became his reckoning.

“You're my greatest obsession, Lucy…”

“If I can't have you, neither will they. It's as simple as that…”

“My brothers have always had everything they wanted. I can't let them have you too…”

“Choosing me is the safest option. For one, I won't ever put you through hell…”


Growing up with an extremely abusive Father, Lucy never experienced care, love, support and attention.

But then everything changed in a blink of an eye and now she has four Mafia brothers vying for her attention, willing to kill for her, putting everything they have on the line for her.

“Is that how your kind teaches you to please us?” A male voice rumbles from the dark as my hands falter on the black satin sheet. Fingers glide up my spine, then curl around my throat, a telltale sting where bruises will be. Far too warm to be human—burning so hot I’m sweating. It’s one of the Thur. Still, I’m unable to make a sound. I’m just as defenseless as I’ve always been when my cheek hits the satin pillow, freeing the sheet from the bed I’ve been trying to make. I should do something, say something… But I won’t.


Deviera spends her nights at The Mid, dancing to pay for her education. Only she doesn’t dance for other humans. No, she entertains the Thur, an invading species that conquered her world years before she was born.
They’ve built a world where humans like Devi cater to their every whim. Entertain. Serve. Obey. She’s used to it. Even with how much larger and stronger Thur are. And she only needs to keep it together until after her final exams anyway. Then, she’ll be eligible to leave the entertainment sector for hospitality, maybe end up in a wealthy Thur house, serving a bonded pack that doesn’t want anything in return.
But when she meets four intriguing Thur males the like of which she’s never seen, they trigger something primal. Suddenly, the intense lust she only suffers from once or twice a year becomes an incessant problem that won’t go away. It makes her crazy for a pack that terrifies her. And when Devi’s unexpectedly dragged into the heart of their world because they claim to need her help, she’ll find herself shackled to a wealthy house as a pet.
A plaything.
And as a… mate?

Angela Leventis is one of the most notorious assassins in the criminal underworld, earning her the nickname "Angel of Death." She's infamous for her ability to carry out hits without leaving a trace behind.

One night, she hits up a club in Las Vegas with her sister and unexpectedly crosses paths with mafia heir Nikolai Vasillios. To her shock, she wakes up the next morning in his hotel room, with a ring on her finger.

Nikolai Vasillios is the most feared mafia boss out there, known for treating women like disposable items. What chaos will ensue when he discovers he’s married to the woman he partied with the night before? And what about the fact that his father has already picked out a bride for him?

Can Angela escape this drunken marriage and keep her true identity under wraps? Will Nikolai stand up to his father and reject the bride chosen for him, or will the assassin and the mafia don find themselves falling for each other?

My name is Jack Morris, a bottom-rung janitor on the docks.
Every day, people walk all over me, and I live on moldy bread.
Until one day, an old man I saved handed me a photograph. "This is my granddaughter. She's being held at the Black Swan Casino."
That used to be my place. Ten years ago.
Her father was a brother who died in my place.
I was once the king of the underground.
And now, at the banquet celebrating the tenth anniversary of my death, they're treating that old man's granddaughter like a toy.
If my disappearance only made those animals more brazen...
Then they can finish that drink and celebrate their own deaths next.

Grim Reapers. Saving lives. Lessons in love. 

(This book was previously published as When Death Became A Woman.)

For some, it's a fictitious world. But for Debra Stone, it's everyday life. 

After a chance encounter with a man she enjoys throws her down a path she almost can't believe, she struggles to cope with her newfound purpose. 

Saving lives. 

Ushering souls into the afterlife. It can't be real, right? But the men who catch her in the act are real. And their adoration for her is very real. 

The attention they give her is real. The words they whisper in her ears are real. But after running into a man who flips her already twisted world on its head, she questions everything once again.

Can Debra deal with her radically successful business, help others before Death takes them, and still have a love life?

Or will it all come crashing down around her?

Grab a glass of wine, and read Debra’s Paranormal Women's Fiction story. Just be careful when drinking, the laughs can be dangerous!​

Travis, who has just transferred to a new school, comes across Drake, his teammate on the football team. Drake is known as the most popular guy at school, and it seems unlikely that he would even notice Travis. However, appearances can be deceiving, and the two are about to discover that they have much more in common than they imagined.

Annika Smit is a child psychologist and has worked hard to be the best out there. She gets a job offer in Milan, Italy, at one of the best hospitals, which she accepts with open arms, but that also means leaving behind her family in South Africa. Two weeks after her arrival, she finds a little boy lost in the park, unaware of whose child she is talking to.

Raffaele Cattaneo is the handsome king of the mafia. His ex-wife cheated on him, making him heartless. He doesn't have time for children—well, his children—since they remind him of his failed marriage. He had hired many nannies only for them to turn out clingy to him instead of his children, that is, until he meets Annika. He offers her the job as his nanny, leaving her no choice but to accept his offer.

What will happen if they find themselves falling for each other? Will Raffaele be able to trust a woman again? Is he willing to forget about the past?
He finds himself falling for the feisty red head that somehow managed to steal his children’s hearts every second, and he is afraid that he will take away her innocents with his lifestyle.
And Annika? What will she do once she finds out that the man she fell in love with is the mafia Don? Will she be able to accept the dangerous world he lives in?

"I'm the Alpha King of the Shadow Moon Pack and the Mafia King of Hell Valley," Marco growled. "I don't need a nanny."

"Neither do we," his brothers said.

Their mother didn't even blink.

"It's not for you. It's for Natalia."

"We can handle our sister."

"Can you?" She arched her brow. "Between running an empire, leading a pack, and pretending you have time for either?"

Silence.

"My decision is final."

Marco scoffed.

"Whoever she is, she won't last the week."

Aurora is barely surviving, working herself raw just to keep a roof over her head. So when her best friend tells her about a live-in nanny position at the Moretti mansion, a salary that could finally let her breathe, she doesn't hesitate.

She expects to care for a little girl.

She doesn't expect to be judged, dismissed, and measured by three men who think a glance is enough to decide who she is.

Their verdict comes fast.

"She's the nanny?"

"She won't make it a week."

"Send her home."

Humiliated, Aurora is one breath from walking out, until the Queen Mother looks her dead in the eye and says four words.

"She stays. I've decided."

Now Aurora has one job: keep Natalia safe.

And one impossible war to win: outlast a king who built his entire life on never losing.

Marco is certain she'll break first.

Aurora has nothing left to lose.

But somewhere between his contempt and his control, between the insults that cut and the silences that linger too long, something neither of them agreed to starts taking root.

The woman the Alpha King tried to send away becomes the only person in that mansion who ever truly stayed.