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"Meet me in your room in thirty minutes, for your wedding surprise," the message read, making me giggle. My ears twitched with excitement as I anticipated the gift I was to get from my sister.
"I hope it is something I have always wanted," I said, the eagerness in my voice.
I made my way upstairs to my room. I had gotten close to my room when I heard some weird noises. I began to walk slowly, thinking my sister was in bed with one of her numerous lovers. It was no surprise to me, as this was not the first time, so I didn't have any issues barging in since I knew my sister didn't care one bit. I held the handle to my door as I pushed it further, entering with speed in an attempt to surprise my sister.
"Jasm-" the complete words never left my mouth, as the glass cup I was holding fell to the ground.
I stood frozen in the doorway, my heart shattering into a million pieces. My eyes were fixed on the unthinkable scene before me.
My husband, lying in my bed, wrapped in the hands of my sister.
How could they? On my wedding night? In my bed?
"I gave you everything Raymond! My time, my emotions, even my dignity, and this is how you repay me back?" I voiced at him, as I looked at him with disdain.
"And you!" I turned to the wretched being I called a sister. "I took care of you, gave you everything you ever asked for and this is what you do to me?"
I looked over at the two of them on my bed, still naked, cowering in shame.


Adrianna Yvonne's world is turned upside down when she walks in on her husband and sister in a compromising position on her wedding night.
The betrayal cuts deep, and Adrianna finds herself reeling from the shock. In a desperate attempt to escape the pain, she flees to a nearby club, where she drowns her sorrows in alcohol and loses herself in the music. In her vulnerable state, she meets a mysterious stranger, and, fueled by pain and recklessness, they share a one night stand.
However, the consequences of her actions become even more complicated when Adrianna discovers that the stranger she slept with is her husband's elder brother...

Calista was deceived by someone she thought was her "boyfriend," losing all her savings and getting kicked out by her landlord.
Now homeless in a city far from home with no one to turn to, she unexpectedly finds shelter in a shared apartment with three men- Zane, Cedric, and Draven. Not only do they offer Calista a fresh start, but they also bring her into a web of temptation and mystery.
Calista's journey is an emotional rollercoaster as she navigates the complexities of her new living situation while struggling to overcome the pain of betrayal. As she attempts to rebuild her life, she finds herself drawn to the lives of her roommates, each offering a different kind of allure.
Zane: "You're a sweet girl, Calista."
Cedric: "You're making me more intrigued, Calista."
Draven: "You're the first person who made me smile, Calista."
Amid the chaos of her new reality, Calista can't shake the feeling that she's a pawn in a game she doesn't fully understand. Has she stepped from one deceit into another? Can she trust the men she now calls her roommates?

Everyone said the Alpha of Wolfsbane Bastion never took a woman twice.

That was what Seraya believed until the night her heat broke through the suppressant and he took her once, then again, and again.

Seraya had only ever wanted to survive. She was nothing but a scent-muted omega: silent, obedient, and invisible, while he was the High Alpha, untouchable and cruel, destined to choose a Luna from a bloodline the Council controlled.

He was her mate, but Seraya was not a Luna they would ever allow.

She watched him choose another, and he watched her be branded a bond thief, scent-cursed and condemned.

She was exiled and left to die.

But the Moon Goddess had other plans.

Corvan Vaelborne.

Her mate's disgraced and outlandish cousin. A wolf no Council dared to control.

The bond between them burned hotter than prophecy, and the child growing inside her might destroy everything the Council had sworn to protect.

Two Alphas. One cursed omega. A world that would burn before she ever knelt again.

I fell in love with my stepbrother.

He chose someone else.

So I did what any smart wolf would do—I disappeared into the most brutal academy in the North, where weakness means death and emotions are a luxury I couldn't afford.

Four years later, he's on his knees outside my door, begging me to come back.

"Sia, please. I made a mistake. I need you—"

But before I can answer, a hand fists in my hair from behind. The new Alpha pins me against the wall, his cock already hard against my ass.

"You're not going anywhere," Kaelan growls, his fingers sliding between my thighs. "This pussy belongs to me now."

Cain's still begging outside.

And I'm coming apart under Kaelan's hands, realizing too late—

I never escaped anything. I just traded one obsession for another.

After my mother remarried, my stepbrother Logan bullied me nonstop every day. I lived in constant agony, isolated and helpless, forced to endure all the abuse alone.
When I was close to giving up, Logan’s best friend Noah reached out to me. He was sweet and caring, bringing me much-needed warmth. I latched onto him blindly, believing he was my only savior and my last ray of hope.
Yet his kindness was all a lie, a cruel trap planned by him and Logan. He gained my trust just to betray and hurt me. My last hope crumbled completely. Broken and devastated by their deception, I cut off all ties and left this painful place for good.

For six years, I wore Pack silver. I sold my blood. I scrubbed silver out of Pack den floors. I slept on a basement floor — all to pay off my mate's Pack debt and buy my brother's wolfsbane antidote.
Today, with the receipt finally signed, my brother looked at me and said:
"Seren, I was never poisoned. Our parents aren't dead either. The Rogue raid six years ago — I arranged it. The only wolf hurt that night was you."
My mate stepped up behind him: "I never lost my Pack rank either. I've been at the estate the whole time."
Then my parents — the ones I'd buried seven years ago — walked through the door.
The Pack physician had given me forty-eight hours left to live.
They were going to remember every single one.

Two years ago, my best friend Maddie knelt in front of me, crying as she borrowed $50,000.
The very next day, she vanished off the face of the earth. No explanation, no apology, not even a single text message.
I was left carrying her toxic debt. I lost my fiancé, and I lost my ability to trust anyone.
Until one late night, a call came in from an unknown number originating in an abandoned mining district in West Virginia.
On the other end of the line, Maddie said she was getting married. She had the money ready—every last cent.
The wedding venue was a ruined church deep in the mountains, abandoned for a decade. The time: Friday, midnight.

My daughter died on her fifth birthday.
Her first real wish—the first one she was old enough to make herself—was to go to the beach with Daddy.
Gideon promised he would take her.
She waited for him all day. She was still asking for him when she took her last breath.
He never came.
I brought her ashes to the beach she'd always dreamed of. Let her finally see the ocean.
That's when I heard it—a woman's moan, low and breathy, coming from behind the rocks.
Then his voice. Then his name on her lips.
"Between me and Lily, who do you love more?"
"You. Obviously."
He was fucking his mistress on our daughter's dream beach—while I stood there holding her ashes.
When I finally confronted them, I didn't get an apology. I got a slap across the face.
And when his mistress caught my eye and smiled, I realized something.
She knew exactly when my daughter would die.

At four, they shattered both my legs. At six, they ruptured my left eardrum. At seven, they took my right eye—said I'd earn more sympathy begging blind.
After twelve years in hell, my billionaire parents finally found me.
The girl who stole my life grabbed my wrist, nails digging into my skin. "Dare take what's mine, and I'll break whatever's left of your legs."
I smiled, unclipping both prosthetics to show empty pant legs. "I don't have legs left."
She was terrified.

On my wedding night, I discovered the man in my bed wasn't my husband.
It was his twin brother—the one the family had exiled.
In my previous life, I exposed them in a rage.
My cheating husband came back, smashed my head open, and threw me into the ocean to be fed to the sharks.
But this time, reborn with a second chance, I cupped the face of the man in front of me—the face identical to my husband's—and slowly untied my wedding dress.
"Since he personally delivered you to my bed, then from now on... you're the husband."
This time, I'm going to raise up the loyal stand-in, and take everything from that bastard.

“Listen to me, dolcezza, I fuck. I dominate. I tie your hands, your legs and make you forget your own name.”

I pressed my lips tightly, refusing to give him the satisfaction that only his words was messing with my head, “You don’t scare me, Marco.”

His hands wrapped around my throat..not to hurt. Just enough to remind me I was his to command.

“No, but I do something worse.” His lips brushed my ear. “I make you beg.”

I hated him.

I hated the way my pussy ached fro his touch.

Most of all, I hated my body for betraying me…for wanting him.

“Say it,” he whispered. “Tell me who you belong to.”

“I don’t belong to anyone.”

He shoved my legs apart roughly, plunging two mighty fingers inside me, “Then why is your pussy soaked, bella? Hmm? Tell me…do you want my cock or my collar?”

I swallowed hard, “Both.”

Marco smiled…cruel, wicked, knowing. “Then be a good girl for daddy. Kneel!”

And I did.


Sold by her mother to a ruthless Italian mafia don, Cassandra’s new life is nothing like the peaceful future she dreamed of.



Forced into marriage with his cold son, Cassandra finds herself caught in a dangerous web of power, secrets, and forbidden desire.



But the real danger isn’t her supposed fiancee—it’s Don Marco, her ruthless father-in-law. It begins with whispered temptations and stolen glances, then escalates into late-night visits and nights of forbidden passion.



Just when she thinks she’s learned to navigate the madness, Marco’s son…once distant and disgusted by her—starts falling in love with her too.



Now, torn between a dangerous Don and his possessive son, Cassandra must choose between love, and a twisted form of power she never imagined wielding.


Who will claim her heart—and who will destroy it?

On a stormy night, a horrific crash unfolded on the overpass. The victim was brought to the city forensic center.
My husband, Ethan, slipped on his gloves and expertly examined my shattered body, his voice detached. "Record this: Female, approximately twenty-five years old, suffered severe trauma before death."
His assistant sighed. "That's rough. Not a single family member showed up."
Just then, the assistant slid a misshapen silver band off my mud-streaked finger.
"Sir, this ring... isn't it identical to the one you keep in your desk drawer?"
With a sharp clatter, the scalpel slipped from Ethan's hand and hit the floor.

On the seventh wedding anniversary, I woke up in the lounge and found a big word "BITCH" sprayed with red paint on my chest.
The culprit, holding a spray-paint can, had a naive-looking smile on her face and said, "I'm doing you a favor. Your white outfit's way too boring."
I was just about to take action when my husband rushed in to protect her, frowning and scolding me: "She's just a little girl; she doesn't know any better. Do you have to be so petty?"
At this moment, looking at the man in front of me who had risen because of my family's influence, I suddenly laughed.
He probably forgot who had given him this overwhelming wealth.
I unscrewed the red-tipped thick paint pen and walked step by step towards the trembling girl.
"Your face is boring, too. Let me do you a favor."
As for my husband?
I'll make him know that without me, he's worse than a dog.

"I knew he was trouble the moment I walked into our shared house. The way his hands gripped my waist when no one was looking, the way his voice dipped when he said my name, it wasn’t just wrong, it was dangerous. He wasn’t just my stepbrother, he was my undoing."


All Evie Hayes wanted was to finish her college degree in peace, far from the chaos of her past. But when she moves into her stepfather’s house near Ravencrest University, she finds herself stuck with Ryder Kingsley, her stepbrother and the school’s golden boy. Ryder is everything she’s sworn to avoid, arrogant, infuriatingly handsome, and completely off-limits. When late-night arguments turn into stolen touches, their forbidden connection becomes impossible to ignore. But in a world where secrets don’t stay hidden, someone’s bound to uncover the truth. And when they do, Ryder and Evie will have to decide if the risk is worth the ruin.

Let's see, this will be the 27th time I've had to pretend I've had an orgasm?
I'm not sure that anyone, aside from myself, will ever get me to cu.m again, not since him. Is this what sx is going to be like the rest of my life? If so, shoot me now.
I would like to believe that I could keep to myself rather than continue this hopeless journey, but here I am, hovering over Kyle's face in hopes I'm wrong and he has somehow figured out how to bring me the pleasure I so desperately seek.
Nope. Nothing but fcking licks to my thigh. Come on, Kyle. You're killing me.
Three years I've gone without the torment of my bullies, thinking I left them behind in high school. God, was I wrong. Blaze, Thorne, and Ryder never left, they only watched from the shadows...waiting.
They've re-entered my life in whirlwind of violence, and to stop them, I offered myself in exchange. Little did I know what I was getting myself into, now being held captive in their home. All this time I thought they hated me, but I'm learning that wasn't it at all. There's a fine line between love and hate and I'm certainly walking it.

Rowena, the alpha's daughter, is an anomaly — a nerd without a wolf, long bullied. Her brother Eric, a famed warrior and playboy, is disbelieved to be her sibling. Neither has met their fated mate.
At 18, Rowena senses a shift in Eric's look, viewing her not just as a sister but something more enticing...
Eric: (Damn, how do I reveal to her that she's actually my fated mate?)

"Make no mistake about it, hellcat," his husky breath caresses my jawline, "when I f*ck you,it will be merciless and brutal... I am not a man that respects boundaries."
In a world where werewolf packs vie for dominance, Elara, the defiant Alpha Queen, finds herself prisoner after her kingdom falls to the ruthless FitzGerald. Stripped of her crown and title, she is subjected to his harsh subjugation and cruelty.
Yet Elara cannot shake her dangerous obsession with her captor, even as she plots resistance. When her loyal friend Amara is condemned to a traitor's death for aiding Elara's escape, she will do anything to save her -even sacrificing her body and pride to the man she hates most.
Caught in a vicious power struggle where one false move means death, Elara must navigate FitzGerald's sadistic mind games.
Can she resist the dark allure of submitting to this dominant Alpha? Or will she lose herself utterly in his ruthless pursuit to break her indomitable spirit?
In this searing tale of dominance, shame, and forbidden desire, loyalties will be tested and lines crossed. Elara and FitzGerald are drawn into an intoxicating web of hatred, obsession, and explosive passion that will push them both to the brink of insanity. Only one can emerge the victor in this primal battle of wills.

Clinton has always loved his childhood friend Celine, but she’s set her sights on Cloud Smith, a perfect billionaire CEO. Hoping to win her over, Clinton takes a job as Cloud’s bodyguard, planning to find his flaws. But as he spends time with Cloud, he discovers a different side of him—kind, vulnerable, and carrying a dark secret. Torn between exposing Cloud’s past or protecting him, Clinton uncovers a shocking betrayal by Celine. Now, he faces a choice: Does he continue to fight for a love that’s never been real, or will he risk everything to protect the man he’s falling for?

Plot

Maureen and her brother Lancelot were the children of the Beta male and female both love each other like every sibling. Suddenly things changed when Lancelot turned eighteen, he began acting strange and wanted his sister to stay away from him which broke his sister's heart. In an angry frenzy, he nearly killed his sister while trying to make her stay away from him.
He had to insist and told his parents he wanted to go to a nearby pack to train further in order to be a good Beta.
While in coma from her brother's attack, Maureen had a strange dream where she was told both her and Lance had a great destiny ahead of them. Lancelot returned years later shortly before his sister's eighteenth birthday. On the day of his sister's eighteenth birthday he called her 'Mate' in the presence of everyone.

It caused a lot of frenzy as they became the talk of the whole pack. The color of Maureen's wolf also became a concern. Her wolf was pure gold, so much that if she stood without moving, she would be taken for a golden statue.

Seeing Lancelot in so much pain, the Beta female and Luna decided to tell both Lancelot and Maureen the truth about Maureen's true birth.

The Luna was raped during one of their many trips by an unknown person who kidnapped her from right under their nose. Because Luna was against abortion, she had to keep the baby against everybody's will.

Knowing the truth that they weren't really siblings, Lancelot and Maureen decided to find Maureen's real root and why she was different from all other wolves.

A lot of other hidden truths were revealed and their true purpose was revealed and achieved but not without a lot of pain.

Alessandro was supposed to be her protector.

Her brother’s closest friend.

The one man she trusted without question.
The night his father is murdered, trust dies with him.

Convinced the Moretti family is responsible, Alessandro returns to Naples burning for revenge. He doesn’t investigate. He doesn’t hesitate. He destroys. Elara becomes the price of his grief ripped from her life and forced into captivity by the very man who once promised to keep her safe.

Her marriage doesn’t save her.

Her pregnancy doesn’t stop him.

One by one, everything she loves is taken from her until survival becomes her only remaining instinct. Trapped in a world ruled by violence and control, Elara must endure a man who claims her as punishment… and slowly begins to want her as something more dangerous.

Then the truth surfaces.

The Morettis were never guilty.
Her father was never a murderer.

The war was built on a lie.

Now Alessandro must face the reality that the woman he shattered was innocent and Elara must decide what to do with the truth when forgiveness may be more impossible than hate.

Jeonghan pulled me as he sat on top of my bed and I stumbled on his lap facing him. I felt my heart beating so fast inside my chest, blood rushing to every vein in my body.
He touched my chin with his two fingers and I had no choice but to look at him straight in the eyes. Those intense and attractive eyes that melts my heart everytime he looks at me.
And before I can even think of something to say, he locked his lips with mine. I closed my eyes and kissed him back trying to mirror what he's doing.
He put his hands on my back and nape. "Yoo-mi, I've been longing to do this." He pulled me into another kiss and I circled my arms around his neck. The kiss sent me all kinds of sparks through my body and I could no longer hold my moan.
"Don't hold it babe. Moan for my name. I want you to moan for my name over and over again."


In which a guy asked his neighbour for her wifi password in return for a kiss. Will she be able to resist his charm when in fact, she's been in love with his neighbour since they moved into that house. What if he found out that her wifi password was his name?

My online BDSM master is my boss?


"My perfect little sub," he murmured huskily against my lips, his voice thick with desire as he continued to explore the depths of my mouth with his tongue. He reached over to turn off the running water. In a smooth motion, he effortlessly lifted me and settled me onto the slightly elevated sink.
"Raise your shirt." his voice was a low command. I complied without hesitation, lifting the fabric slowly until it gathered just below my belly button.
My pussy was in full view now and he stared at it, appearing completely enamored by my body.
"Now, hug your legs," he directed firmly.
I took in a deep breath and followed his instruction, pulling my legs in and forming them into a shape M that exposed my most intimate self to him.


In this very spicy but intriguing novel, Levi and Isabella navigate a delicate balance between professional expectations and hidden desires when they discover their online BDSM connection is with each other. As they delve into a complex dance of power, betrayal and intimacy, they find solace, healing, and unexpected love in each other's arms, transcending the boundaries of their professional lives. But what happens when an unexpected enemy comes into the picture? Can Levi protect the woman he loves most in the world or is it all about dominance to him?

She broke up a 5-year relationship because he shot her parents. Two years later, her husband was kidnapped by his friends. Now, she has no choice but to get reconnected to her ex, whose charm she absolutely cannot resist and whose help he can’t deny. What will Mia do when she finds out the truth behind her parents’ death? Will she sacrifice her love for respect for her marriage vows? Or will she let go of everything she’s built to repay her debt to her ex?

"I, Emery Callus of the Golden Mist Pack, reject you, Alpha Kaiser of"
Before she could finish, Alpha Kaiser lunged forward. His fangs pressed against her neck as he slammed her against a tree, rage blazing in his eyes.
"What do you think you are, huh?" he snarled, veins bulging with fury.
"I was going to be the one to reject you," Kaiser spat coldly. "But you dare reject me and expect me to accept it? Listen carefully. I will take you with me, and I will make you suffer through the mate bond."
Emery Callus, popular in the pack but with no wolf or mate, had spent her life searching for a mate and failing. Her twin sister finding hers only deepened her despair. But fate had other plans. Unknowingly, the Moon Goddess paired her with the big, terrifying wolf she has always hated and feared.
Now, Emery faces a choice: reject the mate she never thought she'd have, or force herself to accept him. And as if that weren't enough, a prophecy long forgotten resurfaces, threatening her life and forcing deep, shocking revelations.
Danger, desire, and destiny collide in a story of love, power, and survival. Will Emery survive the challenges ahead and accept her mate, or defy fate altogether?

To investigate my family's downfall, I moved in with a man even older than my father.
Unexpectedly, I discovered his son was Kevin - my ex-boyfriend of many years.
While his father slept inside, Kevin pinned me against the door, covered my mouth, and forcefully penetrated me.
"You break up with me and end up with an old man? Can he make you climax like I can?" he whispered in my ear.
"What should I call you now? Stepmother?"

"I was looking for Zarion, but I ended up here."
"He's the Alpha of this pack. He's banished because he didn't want the position. Rumors say that he's out in the woods, looking for his mate, and..." she trailed off.
"And?" I swallowed.
"Kill her. He wants to kill his mate."
"I was looking for Zarion, but I ended up here."
"Alpha Zarion? He was banished for refusing the Alpha position. Rumor has it he's out in the woods, searching for his mate, and..." She hesitated.
"And?" I swallowed.
"Kill her. He wants to kill his mate."


Alpha Zarion is on a quest to find his mate and kill her because he despises the idea of a mating bond. During a winter storm, Cassidy Bentley saves him from death. Zarion knows he has no time to waste, but he is curious about her, deliriously wanting every inch of her skin and touch…until he finds out that the girl is mated to his number one rival, Alpha Brandon.
Alpha Brandon rejects Cassidy because she's a human- which he greatly despises. She eventually starts getting over him, pouring out her love to Alpha Zarion who obsessively wants her.
The night Zarion and Cassidy will mark and mate, Alpha Brandon finally comes to his senses and goes to find her. But he finds Cassidy in another man's arm, in his stepbrother's arms, who is just about to mark her...

Celia harbored a forbidden crush on her brother Lex, a secret that destroyed her life. Locked in a hidden prison camp on the border of Switzerland, she suffered abuse, illness and despair, even losing her voice. Lex, trapped by threats and lies, spent half a year in agony before discovering the terrible truth. He avenged her and ended the evil reign of his father. Yet they learned they were not blood relatives. Faced with Celia’s deep trauma and lingering fear, Lex chooses to wait patiently. Can love mend the scars left by hell?

[WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT MATURE CONTENTS!!!]
“Princess, I love you. With all my heart. With all my life. More than life itself. I’m so glad that I found you. Remember princess, I love you.. till my last dying breath, till the day I die.” – Rai.
“That’s right, baby girl. You. Are. Mine! Ever since the day you were born, you are mine! God created you for me and no one else! Remember that, baby girl.” – Damian.
Meet Katarina, a cheerful, free-spirited woman with a dark past, whose fate brought her to two best friends - Damian, the charming, easy-going one, and Rai, the calm, gentle one. Her prince charming and her knight in shining armor, each with secrets of their own. Different yet similar in their own way, best friends nonetheless. Both loving her, both wanting her.
Would she be able to choose between the two of them? Who would be her greatest love and who would be her worst heartbreak? Would any of them be her always? Her forever?
What would happen when their demons started to haunt them again? Could she be the strength of someone else despite all her traumas? Could their love survive those many obstacles and tragedies? Could love really conquer all? Would they finally be able to have their ‘happily ever after’? Find it out in this dark-twisted love-triangle story between a fragile girl and the two inseparable best friends.

(WARNING!!! MATURED CONTENTS!! RATED 18+)

In a world where supernatural creatures dwell in secret, a half-vampire, half-human girl's life is thrown upside down when a reckless night ends in a scandalous one-night affair with her worst enemy—the pompous alpha of her school. Despite their strong dislike for each other, they are forced into an arranged marriage. However, while they live together, an undeniable attraction develops between them.

As dark secrets and frightening opponents surface, she must face the truth: is he her enemy, or her soulmate? Can she break the bond that keeps them together... before it is too late?

THIS NOVEL IS DIVIDED INTO TWO PARTS

PART 1: THE NIGHT THAT CHANGED EVERYTHING (Main story)
PART 2: THE LONG DISTANCE STRAIN

Emily Hart just landed the dream job: personal secretary to the sinfully rich, dangerously fine CEO of Steele Empire.
Naturally, she celebrated the only way she knew how—club lights, thumping beats, a killer dress, and shots flowing until reality blurred and pleasure took the wheel.
Then he happened. Dominic Steele. Billionaire boss. Ruthless in the boardroom. Untamed in the bedroom.
He saw her—hips swaying, lips smirking, black dress clinging like a second skin—and didn't ask for a name. He just took. One night. One filthy, breathless, back-arching night. No promises. No names. Just raw heat and moans that echoed past midnight.
Monday morning changed everything. The man who had made her beg without words now stood behind a glass desk in a tailored suit. She was his new secretary, unable to meet his gaze without remembering how he'd made her scream.
She thought he was cocky as hell. He thought she was the sweetest kind of chaos.
Then came the unexpected. A missed period. Suddenly, it was no longer just business. It was Daddy, please...

Eliana Duke was forced to marry her ex, Kyle Hudson, by the man she loved passionately.
As a human, she had no idea the man she was attached to was a beastly werewolf- The Alpha of the Crimson Heart Pack, Alpha Denzel Reynolds.
He came to kill her initially. But upon seeing that she is a human and so younger than him.
He couldn’t do it.
So he decided to separate her from his life entirely by forcing her to marry Kyle, forgetting all the promises, the beautiful talks he once made with her.
But, could it stop the attraction of the mate-bond?
Can the distances kill the love she once had for the Alpha and devote to her husband?

"Your body wants this, you are just stubborn. Allow me to bring you mind-blowing orgasms that will make you undergo spasms." I said, sliding another finger into her V-Opening a bit to locate her G-spot.
Isabel and Mavis nursed a secret crush for each other in high school, but they never expected to be forced into such close quarters as step siblings.
They suddenly find themselves sharing a roof and try to navigate the complex emotions they've been trying to suppress for years.
They must decide whether to give in to their feelings or fight to resist them.
Can they keep their relationship a secret, or will it be exposed for the world to see?
And what will happen when their parents find out?
WARNING: This story contains explicit and mature content.

Born as the only wolfless person in her pack, Blake's life had been nothing but misery and humiliation, and she never expected things to change.
But one innocent accident would change the course of her life forever when she met an Alpha in the male bathroom of her school.
Now that her path had crossed with his, her life as a wolfless hybrid would now become the life of a powerful rogue wolf, and when she thought her fate with Nero couldn't get any more twisted, she is faced with the dilemma of choosing or killing him.
*I always knew Blake and I was an impossible force from the moment we met again, and I don't get why fate keeps trying to merge us… Only chaos can blossom from what we are, and I want to shield her from all of it.
But after everything that has happened so far, I realized that the universe wouldn't allow that to happen, so I will give in to its intention until everything burned into ash for us.

What if the irritating man that Eve liked but also hated because of his arrogancy turned out to be her new boss at work?
Could Eve endure her internship there when Gery, the boss, kept looking for her mistakes to make her get fired?
Then, what if life's twists led them to an arranged marriage? Would they be able to come together or there would endless conflicts arise?

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..

The Astra Devils will never let her go.

Omari's world shattered when her mother married the Astra Pack's alpha, binding her to triplet stepbrothers Paxton, Leighton, and Ashton - her marked mates. But a shocking betrayal severed their bond, forcing Omari to run.

Now, they're back, and their darkness is more alluring than ever. The Astra Devils will stop at nothing to reclaim her. Torn between the memories of their past and the temptation of their forbidden love, Omari must decide: Will she surrender to the Devils once more, or will she escape their grasp for good?

Jessica had tried her hardest to rebuild the family legacy, but her brother's scandalous past has proven hard to make her bounce back. And when her family business was bought out, there was nothing she could do but follow her lawyers' advice.

But what she didn't expect was her new boss. The fact that she has someone to report to annoyed her, and for that someone to be handsome and smart it infuriates her.

She knows he's a player, he knows she's a fragile woman with a very dark past.

Can she shake him off and live peacefully with her job? or will he push himself and break out from his comfort zone to make her fall for him?


The love story will be emotional, irritating, and eh...I'm still not sure what else :p

But the happy ending will be inevitable.

So, add this book to your library and join me as we read about Jessica's happy ending.

Ophelia, a death row inmate hardened by six years in a ruthless prison, will do whatever it takes to survive. When she's offered a chance to escape her fate—by joining a secret government mission involving death row inmates—she seizes the opportunity.

The mission is to explore a newly discovered planet, named Xyriel, under the guise of securing humanity’s future. Desperate to avoid execution, Ophelia agrees, even though the mission’s true purpose remains shrouded in secrecy. Soon, she meets a mysterious man named Xyriel, who shares the planet’s name. As the mission unfolds, Ophelia begins to uncover disturbing government lies—and Xyriel’s real identity may be at the heart of it all.

My husband was a vampire lord, bound by a blood oath to the Elders. Forbidden from ever completing a mate bond.
But he bonded with me anyway. Every time he felt something for me, the oath punished him — ten minutes of agony. He endured it ninety-nine times and told me it was worth it.
To prove it, he carved a mark into my collarbone with his own blood. A promise: if I was ever in danger, he'd come for me. No matter what.
Then the Crimson Blight came — an ancient death curse, meant for another woman. His precious, fragile Elowen. And instead of letting it take her, he transferred it onto me.
I woke up chained in the sealed chamber beneath our own manor, blood core burning from the inside out. When I couldn't take any more, I activated his mark and reached through the bond for help.
I heard his voice. But he wasn't talking to me.
"She's a Blood Hunter. She can take it. She should bear this for me."
He didn't know I was three months pregnant with his child.

For three years, I loved Liam, a man obsessed with cleanliness. Yet he made endless exceptions for Chloe. Public shame and hurt pushed me to leave. I reclaimed my life, gained a powerful family and a sincere lover, as the selfish man paid dearly for his choices

Three years ago, I nearly died giving birth to my son.

My husband Elias wasn't by my side—he was outside, ready to rip my baby from my arms and hand him to his dead brother's widow.

"We owe her this."

As I screamed and bled, Elias made his decree: "Aria stays away from the boy. She comes near him, she gets the silver whip."

They gave my son to Vivienne. I wasn't even allowed to see his face.

For three years, I tried everything to reach him.

Scaled walls—got twenty-three scars across my back. Snuck in as a maid—starved for seven days. Crashed his third birthday—thrown in ice water until I couldn't feel my legs.

Every time, worse punishment. Elias started looking at me like I'd lost my mind.

Then yesterday, fire ripped through the house. Flames swallowed the nursery.

Everyone screamed, including Vivienne—but she didn't move.

Only I ran in.

I pulled Asher out, barely breathing.

When he woke up, he shoved me away and clung to Vivienne, sobbing: "Mommy! She's here again! Make her GO! You said she'd leave if I was good!"

Three years of lies had erased me completely.

I dropped to my knees, voice breaking: "Call me 'Mom' just once. Then I'll disappear forever."

A betrayed politician’s wife.
A rebel alpha with nothing to lose.
A town crawling with secrets.
And a war waiting to ignite between blood and fang.
Calla Hart thought the worst thing her husband could do was cheat.
She was wrong.
After catching Senator Blake Hart in bed with a vampire, and learning he’s part of the Crimson Order, a vampire mafia that wants her blood.
Calla runs. Not for love, but for survival.
Because what’s in her veins isn’t normal.
She hides in Ravenridge, a decaying supernatural border town where monsters walk like men and shadows bite back.
A place where the veil between worlds is wearing thin.
There, she crashes -literally-into Axel Cain, the 20-year-old Alpha of the Vanguard Pack, a feral biker gang that patrols Ravenridge like outlaw wolves. Axel doesn’t do politics. Doesn’t do mates.
And definitely doesn’t do soft, wealthy women from the city.
But something in Calla’s scent sets his wolf on fire.
And when he learns who she’s running from-and what she really is-he makes a choice that will cost him everything:
Keep her close. Claim her.
And start a war that could burn the veil between their worlds.
Extra Note for Readers
This is a slow-burn paranormal romance with steamy heat, deep emotions, and an age-gap dynamic.
She’s older, hunted, and secretly powerful.
He’s younger, dominant, and doesn’t play nice.
Together, they might save the town… or destroy it.

I was dying — and he was loving someone else.
I left.
Now he wants me back… but will I let him?

She woke up naked, bound, and on display in a birdcage.

Her husband sat in the front row while strangers bid on her unborn son's organs. He believed the video. The DNA test. The other woman's lies.

They took her baby. They took her mother. They tried to take her mind.

So she let them think she was broken. She smiled through the electric shocks. She bent without breaking. She counted down to the surgery that was supposed to kill her.

But she wasn't counting down to her death.

She was counting down to theirs.

They wanted her heart?

She'll give it to them—still beating, as she becomes their judge, jury, and executioner.

Dark Revenge Romance. CW: non-con, graphic violence, pregnancy loss, captivity. Read with caution.

“I’ll give you anything, Elsa—money, a car, a house, jewelry—just agree to the transplant. Ria really needs it.” I couldn’t believe his audacity. Was this really my husband, trying to bargain my body to save his fiancée?
“Sorry, I’m pregnant. I can’t donate a kidney,” I said, my voice shaky but determined. Anger boiled inside me, but I knew he was powerful. The pretend marriage was over, and his true colors were revealed. Afraid of what he might do to me, I didn’t yell or fight him. I just wanted to escape this nightmare, to break free from this cage I was trapped in.
But his reaction was even more chilling. He looked at me with no emotion.
“We’ll have an abortion.” His words hit me like a bomb. I couldn’t believe how coldly he spoke about ending his own child’s life.

My marriage to Matthew was a transaction, a substitute—everything except love. When his white moonlight came back, I was abandoned, diagnosed with gastric cancer, and carrying his child. His late regret could never bring back my life, nor could it keep our unborn baby.

On our wedding night, James moaned my sister's name while inside me.

I shoved him off in fury. He looked down me with contempt.

"You're just a replacement for Raina. Don't expect too much."

Later, a fake surveillance video pinned Raina's death on me.

I couldn't prove my innocence. James had me thrown into prison.

For three whole years, I endured abuse behind bars.

The day James picked me up, he tore off my clothes and forced himself inside me.

Afterward, he tossed a document at me. "Sign it."

Turns out David—his and Raina's son—had leukemia.

He wanted me to bear a child—only to sacrifice it to save the one he had with Raina?

I couldn't accept it.

A cold smirk crossed his handsome face. "Refuse? Then your mother's medical funding ends now."

"Your only value lies in your womb. Learn to obey."

From then on, he came to my room nightly. There was no tenderness, only brutal taking.

Then fate played its cruelest joke.

I discovered a paternity test—it proved I was David's biological mother.

Which meant... David was my son? Mine and James's?