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Christopher was born into one of the most powerful families in the country. Most of the family members are politicians. After graduation, he will become an official under his grandfather's arrangement. However, he meets a girl on his graduation trip and falls in love with her. His family disapproved of their marriage because he was engaged to a girl from a powerful family. So she eloped with him and became the daughter-in-law of his family. What's next for Christopher's story?

In a world where the magic of the ocean and the secrets of the moon intertwine, Mia, a dazzling golden mermaid, dreams of true love. During a festive night on the beach, her life takes an unexpected turn when she meets Andrew, a charismatic scientist who hides a dark secret: he is a werewolf. The connection between them is instantaneous, but happiness is short-lived, as the evil mermaids who stalk the werewolves are quick to show their cruelty..
When these evil mermaids kidnap Mia, her life is extinguished in a tragic twist of fate. Heartbroken, Andrew defied the laws of nature in a desperate attempt to revive her.
Thus, using Mia's organs and heart, he creates a new creature: a reborn mermaid, powerful and passionate, endowed with extraordinary abilities and, most importantly, a deep connection to him.

Now, this new mermaid awakens in a world where love and revenge intertwine. Though her essence is that of Mia, the reborn mermaid, whom Andrés has named Selene, carries with her fragments of memories that emerge in flashes, leaving her conflicted between her new identity and the love that binds her to Andrés.

Selene discovers that her resurrection has not been without consequences. The sciencie Andrés used to bring her back has upset the balance between sea creatures and werewolves, unleashing the wrath of the evil mermaids who now seek revenge for Mia's death.

the industrial, fog-drenched city of Sasha, Han, a former lieutenant from the grueling Loren War, lives a double life as a refined antique dealer. He harbors a dangerous secret: he is the last of the werewolves. His fragile peace is shattered when his old comrade, Joe Manny, arrives with a stolen relic from the "Holy Grail Order," a sinister organization that uses necromancy and steam-powered technology to control the living dead.

Han is forced into a deadly game of survival where he must protect his identity while being hunted by professional werewolf hunters. As the shadows of the Grail lengthen over the city, Han must decide whether to continue hiding his beast within or unleash it to destroy the dark conspiracy that threatens to consume the world.

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

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

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

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

"Just imagining," I replied with deliberate provocation.

His eyebrow arched. "Imagining what exactly?"

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

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

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

I was raised with the criminal underground’s most notorious crew turned government-sanctioned mercenaries in Texas and Colorado, known as the Death Kings. My uncle is one of them known as the Gator King. Now I walk in his footsteps, leading a crew of my own with his backing. To my family, my nickname is Seraphim, but in my kingdom, I’m the Viper King. Now the boys who left me, who swore they would stay by my side to protect me, are back in town. They are attempting to become like C.H.A.O.S. who run Palomino Bay, Texas. That will not happen because Grêle, Louisiana, is my stronghold. I have the backing of my father's MC and together along with my Serpents the city is ours. The person they need to protect is themselves because it isn’t me.
…They don’t know my secret, but I know theirs…

She was once a top-tier assassin—until she was betrayed by her own people and left to die.

But when she opens her eyes again, she’s no longer who she used to be. She’s become an ordinary high school girl—plain, overlooked, and the butt of everyone’s jokes.

Overweight. Bottom of the class. Abused by her stepmother. Framed by her younger brother. Mocked by teachers and students alike. Maybe the original owner of this body could endure it all—but she couldn’t.

They call her ugly? She’ll shed the weight, sculpt her body, and stun everyone into silence.
They call her stupid? Elite university presidents will fight to recruit her.
Top hackers will beg to learn her secrets.
Global financial tycoons will compete for her partnership.

This time, all she wants… is a quiet, ordinary life.

Yet as her true identity is revealed piece by piece, she rises—effortlessly—back to the very top of the world.

“Alaric... more... more... please!” This causes him to penetrate one more finger, increasing the rhythm of the movement of his fingers. A scream escapes my lips as I feel his teeth penetrate my flesh, causing a burning sensation similar to the one I felt in my neck.
As the penetration of his fingers intensifies, he sucks my blood, making me close my eyes. My hands grip the bedsheet tightly, pulling it up.





My whole body trembles, showing that I’m at my limit, my intimacy contracting around his fingers as I reach the peak of pleasure. He stops sucking my blood, takes his fingers out of me, and starts sucking again, sucking so hard that I try to close my legs, but I’m interrupted.

Alaric slides his tongue all over my entrance, up my clit.

“Delicious, even more delicious, young lady.” He gets up and climbs onto the bed, sinking into the mattress with his weight, getting between my legs. “I can’t wait to fuck you.”

My eyes slide down to his member, so rigid, with the veins protruding, demarcating the entire length. He follows my gaze, smiling mischievously, putting the weight of his body on mine.

“Do you want to feel my cock penetrating you hard, young lady?”

Nyra let her desire speak louder, but will that be enough to make her leave her past behind?

Alaric had never been as attracted to a woman as he was to Nyra, especially after tasting her blood. He knew she was different from his concubines, perhaps some rules were needed to make Nyra his alone.

“From now on, you will be mine alone. Understand, Nyra?”.
Rating +18

Warning (R-18 )
Mature content # Rape # Abuse # Kidnapped # Vampire # Werwolf # Age Gap

I was all chained on wall my body is dripping blood like I never can think, never I thought it would be this dangerous, but my one mistake lead me to this way .

I heard footsteps and my entire body start shivering in fear I can't deny but I can pee here on the spot because I know how I m going to suffer.

And then I heard the same voice which can make me weak on my knees .
Monster who is here to cage me, who is here to kill me slowly because I m someone he is seeking revenge from .

Shhh! Little one don't cry, there more coming to you, so don't cry because you are going to have reasons to cry to the point Where you are going to have your tears dry .These are the last words I heard before losing my conciousness.

Love is something he was not seeking for it all start from revenge neither he is someone who is perfect but he is perfectly ruined monster who want to claim his revenge from his slave .

The best intentions can go to hell.
I walked into a dark alley with the best of intentions and look where that got me. Drugged, kidnapped and thrown into a world I didn't even know existed.
Now I'm held captive by a brutal vampire while trying to keep his wife from killing me and, oh yeah, he's the leader of the Russian mob and suddenly I'm a target. good for me! I can
safely say that I'm not sure I'll ever do anything for anyone again.

“My body aches to taste you,” Alpha Dante growled against his Luna’s neck, his breath hot and ragged as it brushed over her skin.

“Mmhmmm… Then take a bite,” Stormy whispered, trembling as Alpha Dante’s fangs grazed her skin.


When the moon rises, desire takes over, and lust turns into something far more dangerous.

The Orgy of Desire: Werewolf Erotica Collection is a wild collection of stories where pleasure knows no bounds, pulsing with lust, power, and surrender.

Within its pages, raw hunger, overwhelming sensations, and forbidden cravings ignite between Werewolves and mortals, mates and rivals, predators and prey.

Each story smolders with primal tension, where dominance melts into submission and every touch burns with ecstasy and damnation, leaving you trembling, wet, and desperate for more.

Alphas crave Omegas.
Omegas ache for Alphas.
Betas burn for ecstasy.

His hands wandered lower, fingers pressing into the dip of my spine, then slipping over the curve of my hips. His fingers teased the sensitive skin there, his touch lingering, exploring. A massage was one thing. This—this was something else entirely.
"Relax, little virgin." He withdrew his hands, but not before dragging his fingers over my waist in a lingering caress. "I’m only touching. After all… you belong to me, don’t you?"


Selene’s life had been perfectly ordinary. Classes, late-night study sessions, coffee runs—just another college student trying to survive. Until the night she was taken.
One moment, she was taking out the trash. The next, she woke up in chains, surrounded by strangers with eyes that glowed like molten gold and smiles that revealed fangs. Real, impossibly sharp fangs.
Vampires.
She would have laughed if she weren’t terrified. If the stench of blood and fear didn’t cling to the walls of the dark, underground chamber where she was held. If the stage she stood on didn’t feel like a meat market, her body was the product being sold.
She wasn’t alone. Other humans were paraded before the silent, powerful figures watching from velvet seats, bidding on them with lazy amusement. Some were terrified. Some were resigned. Selene was neither.
She was furious.
Then he stepped forward.
Tall, commanding, dangerous. The kind of man whose presence sucked the air from the room. His midnight eyes settled on her, and a cruel smirk curled his lips.
Selene’s skin prickled. Every instinct screamed at her to look away, to shrink under his gaze. But she didn’t.
And he noticed.
“A million,” the stranger said, his voice smooth, final. “In cash.”
Silence. No counterbids. No challenge.
She should have been relieved the auction was over. Instead, her stomach turned cold as she realized the truth.
She hadn’t been purchased.
She had been claimed.

The story of a Lycan and his Mate, and the devil who threatened to tear them apart. And the story of Three powerful vampire Kings and their fragile mate. Mysteries, the darkness of the past, and storms ahead, Can any of them make it to their final destination? Or they will get lost in the waves of time?

Two stories, six lives, one book, one desired ending and demons of the dark.

Read to find out their Journey.

I was just trying to make it to graduation.
Classes by day, coffee shop by night, that was my life. No parents. No foster homes. Just me, surviving on scraps of hope and caffeine.

But one walk home changed everything.

One moment, I was on the phone with my best friend. The next, a hand was clamped over my mouth, the world spinning as something sharp sank deep into my skin. I should’ve died right there on that cold, dark street. But death never came.

Instead… I woke up hungry.

Not the kind of hunger food fixes. This was deeper, darker — and it came with fangs and cravings I swore I’d never have. I despised humans for the way they used, abandoned, and broke people like me. Now? They’re the only thing that keeps me alive.

I never asked to become a monster.
But that’s exactly what I am.

Tearing her clothes into two halves he asked.
"Who did these to you, who hurt you"
His voice rang through her ears,
His voice calm but threatening when he mentioned her name, she looked up at him immediately, the sparks running through her body, as he covered her body with his, preventing the other occupants who was standing, to see what belonged to him. Bella watched as they shivered with fear as her mate, the vampire king growled with anger.
"Him, he hurt me"
Bella said, and with a loud growl, Blade ordered,
"Bring me a dagger!"
Blade shouted, It was not a request, it was an order.
Bella Manchor was the omega to the air winder pack, she was not just an omega, she was a wolf less werewolf. Her life was difficult, but became like hell when she got mated to the most wicked, arrogant, deadly and vile alpha, alpha Lucas, who used her for his sexual pleasures and afterwards, rejected her, but as fate may have it, she ran away from the pack, running into the hands of the vampires.
Blade Hemlock is the vampire king, he is known to be ruthless, dangerous, dark, no regard to any law. The rogues attacking on the vampires, in their lands. Then he sent few of the best men to guard the land, where the rogues mostly attacked. Unfortunately, a girl, a werewolf ran into their lands, and his men took her, as a defiler. But she was not just a werewolf defiler, who had come running into his land, it was his mate, his long awaited mate has ran into his hands, hurt, with so much injuries on her body.
Would Bella accept her mate after what had been done to her, would she want to be loved again.

Traiver waited ten years to make the hunters pay. He planned to break their daughter slowly, completely, until her pain balanced his own. He never expected her to ask for it.
"Hurt me," she whispered, offering her throat and her guilt. "Do whatever you need."
Traiver's fingers trembled. He hated her for this. Hated that she saw the wound beneath the monster. Hated that when he finally touched her, it wasn't to destroy. He took everything she offered. Then he took more.
Hatred twisted into hunger. Cruelty blurred into possession. Every punishment became a claim, every touch a dangerous temptation. Navelle's innocence both tormented and captivated him, threatening to unravel the vengeance he had spent a decade perfecting.
But vengeance has a price. When the hunters' daughter carries his child, Traiver must choose. The revenge that fed his demons, or the family that could finally starve them?

"I'm your slave, right?"

"Yes, you are my slave!"

"You don't need to ask, you just need to give orders, Master!" She said as she stood up and accepted Lucas' request to dance on the dance floor.

"Instead of dancing like this, I would rather see you dancing erotically in front of me."

"Erotic dancing?"

Lucas brought his face closer to Lyra's ear and whispered. "I've prepared a special room, so you can do it in front of me. How about it? Are you willing, my slave?"


Lyra became Lucas's sex slave for three months after her husband, Jonathan Smith sold her at an auction attended by 20 wealthy men and Lucas Schneider was the man who managed to win her at the highest price.

Handsome, cool and charismatic, Lyra doesn't deny that she is fascinated by the mysterious side of Lucas who reminds her of her childhood friend who was killed by a wolf in the forest.

Lucas, who looks cruel, but treats her like a queen who is pampered with luxury and gifts makes Lyra fall in love with him. Until an obsession emerged to make Lucas her own.

However, her obsession was destroyed after finding out who Lucas really was, he is a demon werewolf and after the contract with Lyra was over, Lucas would marry his mate, Vivienne.

Can Lyra make her master fall in love with her? Or will she give up after finding out that Lucas is a figure from the past she deliberately forgot?

Brixton isn’t like the rest of his kind—bloodthirsty, cruel, and reckless. He's powerful, calculating, and terribly bored. For centuries, he’s watched humans make fools of themselves, disgusted by their weakness, pettiness, and stupidity. So when his father, the ancient vampire king, demands that Brixton claim a human slave before the night ends—or have one chosen for him—he's infuriated. He doesn’t want just anyone. He wants someone... different.

From his perch high above the city, Brixton watches the world below with disdain—until a woman catches his eye.

She isn’t afraid. Even when stabbed while protecting a stranger, she dies with a strange kind of strength. She bleeds, yes, but her spirit doesn't falter. And that... that fascinates him.

When Brixton retrieves her dying body, he's stunned by what he discovers in her memories. She’s not just brave—she’s something else entirely. Something forgotten. Something powerful. Something dangerous.

To his father, she’ll be just another slave.
To Brixton, she’s the beginning of an obsession.

But reviving her may come at a cost. And what he doesn’t know is—she may never be the one truly under his control.

“Don’t scream,” he told me, his voice calm against my ear as his fangs slid into my throat.
“You belong to me now.”


I was supposed to die in that burning barn.

Instead, I became his.

Rahlan slaughtered everyone I ran with—effortlessly, almost bored—then dragged me from the shadows like I was nothing more than something he’d misplaced and decided to keep.

I should hate him.
He killed my friends.
He bound my hands, stripped me of every weapon, every ounce of pride, every illusion of control.

He drinks from me when he wants.
Starves me when it pleases him.
Drags me behind his horse like I’m just another piece of gear.

And yet—

When another vampire tried to take me, Rahlan tore him apart.

When the cold should have killed me, he wrapped me in his cloak and pulled me into his bedroll, his body heat the only thing keeping me alive.

He calls me slave.
But no one else is allowed to touch what’s his.

I’m still human.
Still trying to survive.
Still trying to get back to my brother in the south.

But every mile he drags me north…
Every night his mouth finds my throat…
Every time he looks at me like I’m something he owns—

I feel myself breaking.

Because the monster who destroyed my world
is becoming the only thing keeping me alive.

…and the most dangerous part?

I’m starting to want him to keep me.

Olivia was proposed to by her lover Jacob, but she couldn't agree. They could not make love or even kiss. Because this was a vampire-ruled country, werewolves were vampires' slaves. All werewolf women must remain chaste, because every young girl was a tribute waiting to be chosen by a vampire. Once a girl turned 15, she would enter the annual lottery. Only girls who were not chosen five times in a row were allowed to fall in love with their mate, and vampires considered five years of waiting a mercy. Olivia had not been selected for four consecutive years, and as long as she failed again this year, she could marry Jacob. This year's tribute lottery was special, and all tributes would be dedicated to the legendary Vampire Duke Damien. Olivia was lucky not to be chosen. Unfortunately, her sister became a tribute. To save her sister, Olivia volunteered to be a tribute. Unbeknownst to Olivia, her blood had aroused Damien's interest. When a vampire came looking for the blood pet chosen by Damien, an accident caused Olivia to swap identities with another tribute. Olivia planned to escape, but was found by vampires and became their appetizer. Just as Olivia was about to fall into nothingness, she heard an indifferent voice.“Who allowed you to hurt my pet?”

They don’t know I’m a girl.

They all look at me and see a boy. A prince.

Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires.

And, when they storm into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervene to protect her. I make them take me too.

The plan is to escape with my sister whenever we find a chance.

How am I to know our prison will be the most fortified place in their kingdom?

I’m supposed to stay on the sidelines. The one they have no real use for. The one they never mean to buy.

But then, the most important person in their savage land—their ruthless beast king—takes an interest in the “pretty little prince.”

How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy?

And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave?

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

This is a dark romance—dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+.

Expect triggers, expect hardcore.

If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in!

My brother chose my enemy, and the man I loved joined forces with her to sell me into a club.
Pregnancy, miscarriage, imprisonment, beatings—every cry for help I made was dismissed as "just an act."
It wasn't until I was truly dead that they lost their minds, dropping to their knees at my grave and sobbing that they were sorry.
But by then, I could no longer hear them.

She was her own person and knew exactly what she wanted.
He owned the shit and thought he could do anything.
She had something he wanted, but she didn't know it.
He had what she'd always dreamed of, but she had no idea how to get it.
She lied for love.
He didn't forgive anyone.
She hated him from the first time she saw him.
He tried to destroy her in every possible way.
Bárbara Novaes never imagined that her peaceful life would suddenly turn upside down, when a deathbed request would make her main objective be to enter the life of the best known CEO in the country.
Heitor Casanova has never seen a woman as persecuting and insistent as Bárbara. But it didn't cross her mind that she didn't want the same as everyone else: "him".
The bond that united them would force them both to live under the same roof, with a single common goal: to protect what they loved most.
Was it possible for mutual anger to turn into love?
Would they admit the new feelings that arose, which they were not able to accept?
And they would overcome together all the obstacles that would be created to prevent this relationship from happening???

"I've seen the way you've been staring at me, doll and I know you want me "He said his voice so cold as always , sending shivers down my spine. His frosty gaze bore into mine, void of any warmth or emotion, as his hands traced a deliberate path from my chest down to my belly button, sending a shiver down my spine.

"You can't escape from me doll, so I'll advice you to be submissive. Besides..... You're mine now"He said his eyes digging deep into mine,so cold..... devoid of any emotion.

"You think I don't know you've been drooling over me??"He said and I gasped loudly immediately.

“I…I…I don’t know what you’re talking about, Master,” I stammered, attempting to project confidence. However, my trepidation seeped through, and he let out a hearty laugh that echoed in the cold air.

"You don't?....You know how much I hate lies doll"He said and chuckled loudly.

“It seems you’ve forgotten, sweetheart, that I can quite literally hear your thoughts,” he continued, and I instinctively bit my lip,avoidind his eyes....... He hates it when I look at him directly in the eyes.

"I can hear your heartbeat too Doll..... So loud and clear and guess what...... It's beating like a party drum."He said and pushed some strands of hair from my face.

“I... I’m truly sorry,” I managed to whisper, my voice trembling slightly. Lowering my head almost instinctively, I averted my eyes from his piercing stare, knowing that it was the safest course of action in this fraught moment.

"I hate that word 'sorry' and you know it"He said and I bit my lip immediately shivering.

"I crave you and I want you now"He said and smashed his lips on mine leaving me helpless.

Shantel Leaster is twenty-five and, to put it simply, a mess. She’s clumsy, spoiled, and never on time. Her parents, tired of her careless ways, cut her off and force her to survive on her own. After hopping from one failed job to another, Shantel finds herself desperate, with nothing but her small car, a pile of rejection letters, and a growing sense that life is passing her by.

That’s when she crosses paths with Kelvin Zee. He is everything she’s not: disciplined, powerful, respected, and blind. At first, Shantel doesn’t know how to feel about him. He’s cold and intimidating, but there’s something magnetic about him, something that makes her want to stay. Kelvin offers her a job as his personal chef, and though she doubts herself, she takes it.

She was so beautiful, her sister couldn’t stand it—so she destroyed her face.

Liora Quinn was the secret behind every dish her stepsister was praised for, the silent wife trapped in a violent marriage, the disposable daughter in a family that only saw her as a tool.

The night of the national cooking finals, she was stabbed in the dark. By her own blood. And left to die without a sound.

But fate gave her one last mercy.

She woke up. A few hours before it all happened.

This time, she doesn't go to the stage.
She walks away.
Straight into the path of Nathan Kang—a man known for his money, mystery, and arrogance.

He offers her a deal.
A new face. A new identity. A way out.

The price?

Marriage.

Loyalties will be tested. Hearts will be broken. Desire will be their downfall.

Middlesbrough's underworld is a dangerous game, and Matthew Smith finds himself right in the middle of it. A once-feared gang leader, he is now forced to be a pawn in a deadly cat-and-mouse game. Matthew's only shot at freedom is helping the police bring down Mr. K, the elusive mafia boss of the city. The only problem is that the detective he is forced to work with is the same man who arrested him years ago.
Masahiro Payne is everything Matthew hates: cold, calculating, and relentless. But their only hope for survival is by pretending to be a happy couple, blending in amidst dangerous crime, deceit, and power struggles. The closer they find themselves to taking down Mr. K's empire, the more they are attracted to one another, an affair too potent to turn from.
As their undercover mission spirals into a web of lies and hidden desires, they face a growing threat from all sides. But the greatest risk is the one they can't control-their own feelings. With every touch, every stolen kiss, the line between their fake relationship and real emotions blurs.
In a world of betrayal, trust is a luxury, and falling for each other may be the deadliest mistake of all. Can they survive the deadly mafia games or will their passion be their demise?

" Logan we shouldn't do this" she said softly and he smiled kissing her cheeks
" Do what" he asked
Emily's world is turned when she meets Logan and the new world he opens her eyes to.
A world filled with supernatural beings and the evils that come with it in the form of a maniac wolf hunter called Finn, a world where love cannot be smooth sailing.
Despite their initial clashes, they have to navigate the ups and downs of love,loss and grief even as it threatens to tear them apart.
But it seems that they are not meant to be as their meeting sets off a chain of events neither could have predicted.
Can they weather the storm together, or is love just an empty game of words and promises.
And what will be the price to pay when one lover disappears.
Join them as Emily and Logan confront their fears and doubts to discover if their connection is truly worth fighting for.

Helena is a sweet woman who falls hopelessly in love with Hugo, but unfortunately this romance does not last long. She gets pregnant and loses contact with him, and when she runs into him by chance at the company where she works, she tells him about her pregnancy and also finds out about his wife. But of course the story doesn't end there,there are more mysteries to unravel and he has a score to settle with Helena.

Maria Alice Rodrigues is a 17 years old Mexican girl, but since she was 5 years old she lives with her parents in Tokyo, Japan. Her father works at the Mexican Embassy and her mother teaches at the British School in Tokyo.
Maria Alice is a studious, sweet, delicate, and very dreamy girl. Her biggest dream is to become a fashion designer when she finishes school. As a gift, her parents give her an exchange to France to attend a summer fashion course at the best school in Pariz, IFA PARIZ.
Alice goes to Paris with her best friend Kimberly and her boyfriend Tom.
When Alice goes to Paris, on one of the nights she goes to one of the most fashionable parties "LA DUPLEX" with her friends, of course with fake documents, otherwise they wouldn't even get in. Alice didn't want to be left alone, so she started to drink and got involved in a crazy night with a handsome young man.
Days later, already at home again, she discovered she was pregnant, and her parents did not accept it and threw her out of the house.
What will happen to Alice? Let's embark on this story with me and find out why Sweet Alice has become the devil?

I watched my husband dote on his pregnant mistress while the doctor told me I had three months left to live.
For ten years, I lived like a ghost in his mansion—paying his bills, enduring his lies, carrying a marriage he never valued. He assumes I’ll never leave because he’s footing the cost of my mother’s cancer treatment.
He’s right. I do need the money.
But I refuse to spend the rest of my life watching him love another woman.
The divorce papers are on the table. And this time, I’m not pleading.
I’m choosing myself.

“Zara, I’m sorry, but the test results show that you are pregnant,” the doctor said softly, but her words felt like lightning striking.
I could hardly believe it. Pregnant with a non-human child? What did this mean? Is this possible and will I be able to live with a reality I never dreamed of?
“Zara, I know this is all very hard to take. I want to explain everything,” he said in a gentle voice. “Yes, I am an alien. My people need human eggs to survive. It’s part of our culture, and I know this sounds like a nightmare.”


Zara, a talented gynecologist, is confronted with a mysterious phenomenon where thousands of women experience early menopause, depleting their eggs at a young age. Called to investigate the case, Zara receives an invitation to join a team of experts studying the phenomenon. However, her life takes an unexpected turn when she hears someone fall from a bridge into the sea. Instinctively, Zara rescues the man, who turns out to be Leo, a fellow gynecologist.

As a token of gratitude, Leo invites Zara to dinner. They begin meeting frequently, discussing the phenomenon they are researching, and before long, Zara finds herself falling in love with Leo. But as time passes, Zara begins to sense something strange about him. Her suspicions grow until she discovers a shocking truth: Leo is an alien from another planet.

How is the next story?

After leaving the LAPD, Detective Clara Reyes moves to the quiet coastal town of Seabreeze, California, hoping for a fresh start. But peace is an illusion.

Within her first 48 hours, she discovers the body of sixteen-year-old Emily Hartman on the town’s pier. Soon after, a politician dies mysteriously, a local man vanishes, and a respected teacher is found dead under suspicious circumstances. Anonymous threats and cyberbullying reveal that Seabreeze’s residents are hiding secrets darker than anyone could imagine.

As the body count rises, Clara realizes that the killer is always one step ahead—and no one in Seabreeze is safe. With time running out, she must uncover the truth before the town’s darkness consumes her too.

Have you heard of them? The gruesome stories about the silent killers in the night, who approach their victims on inaudible steps to taste their blood? Or the beasts, which become giant wolves at a full moon and tear whole flocks of sheep in their greed? The knowledge about them is enough for one coin and almost nobody knows where they came from and why they could outlast the times until today. To understand a story, you have to know its origin. Thus begins the story of the emergence of the three clans; the vampires, the werewolves and the witches, who hand in hand create their common realm. And then she is born. On a stormy night Larissa sees the light of day, the only mixed creature of vampire and werewolf, equipped with the powers of a witch. Between the everyday madness, Larissa must not only keep her true form hidden, but also fight, because dark clouds have come up over the clans. More and more she becomes aware that the clan of witches, and thus their leader Claus, are playing a false game. Can Larissa, together with her family and friends, stop the conspiracy in time or has the threat already progressed too far? Immerse yourself in a dark world full of fantasy, tension and adventure, the search for great love, but also power games, betrayal, bitter setbacks and bitter disappointments.

Ten years ago, hybrid alpha-vampire Ethan Parker met a girl on the darkest day of his life. She gave him hope that he could live on.
When they met again, he was strong enough to do anything for her, but she didn't seem to remember him...
Kylie Finch is a b-list actress after witnessing her mother die, being kicked out of the house by her father, and being betrayed by the man she loved for five years. She learned that she could only survive if she became stronger.
When her life gets into trouble again, a strange man comes into her life and asks her to marry him. She has no choice but to say yes to survive. But Kylie discovers that her strange husband seems to be hiding many secrets...

“This is so wrong, I shouldn’t be doing this but I can’t resist you, not anymore!” He groaned, pulling me into his arms immediately.

Lucien’s touch was cold, yet I burned hot with desire, wanton and needy.
His lips were so soft and he kissed me with the same need that made my panties drenched.
Suddenly the door opened and his twin walked in, his red eyes taking in the scene as I gasped in shock and pleasure because Lucien plunged his fingers into my wet pussy.


Violet was used to her mate's maltreatment and cheating. Its not like she could go anywhere, he was the Beta and all her escape attempts had been met with violence.
But then he goes overboard by selling her off the infamous Vampire Twins.
Reed and Liam Knight, the immortal, cursed vampire Princes who had sworn to never accept a soulmate, won a gambling game against Violet’s mate and in order to punish him, they demand the one thing a werewolf is supposed to prize above everything else, his mate.
But instead of resisting, he willingly delivers her to them.
When they set her eyes on her, they both fall for her at first sight.
They conclude it must be witchcraft considering there was a mysterious air around her. They even suspect that her mate must have sent her with a mission to destroy them.
So they make her their maid but destiny and fate has a different plan in mind and the Twin Princes will have their will tested deeply.
Read more to find out how this reverse harem story ends.

Carlyle de Noct, the blood prince undefeated for three thousand years,
believed he would spend eternity rotting away in solitude.
Until, in Dust Alley, he was saved by a wingless girl of the blood.

Ambrosia, the Vampire Queen, believed her only duty was to safeguard the hard-won peace; yet, due to her brother Xander’s descent into chaos, she finds herself once again ensnared in a vortex of destiny. Ambrosia must make one of the hardest decisions she has ever had to make before, she must hunt her brother down and get a handle on the chaos that he is so determined to create. With the help of her sister in laws and a head dive she is able to see and know that her entire life she has had forbidden magic used against her to block her memories. As her sealed memories gradually reawaken, she uncovers a history of brutal betrayal suffered in her childhood—and discovers that her true enemy is none other than her own father. She tasked herself with finding Xander and saving him, her need for vengeance grows and she makes the choice to challenge her father to the death. Rising from Queen to the ultimate Guardian, Ambrosia will exact her vengeance amidst blood and fire, undergo a rebirth to claim her true crown, and face the final battle that will determine the ultimate fate of the throne.


Whips crack against her skin, blood pooling on the cold stone floor, while her mother's pleas fade into silence, abandoning her to the monster's wrath. Xander's protective cries turn to accusations under Penny's dark spells, fracturing their sibling bond into shards of mistrust and isolation.

As a wolfless orphan, Joanne had been abused by Alpha Anthony ever since she was a child. She devoted her entire life to surviving in his pack—until one day, she returned home to find an injured vampire lying in her house, his whole existence luring her in. Taking the risk of bringing him in, Joanne never expected Alpha Anthony to discover it the very next day and finally seize the chance to kill her. Just as Joanne was about to be executed, the vampire she had saved arrived, with his army. And Joanne realized that he was the Prince Alexander, heir to the vampire throne…..

To outsiders, it might seem harmless. After all, what danger could there be in loving someone so flawless—handsome, powerful, eternal? But for Hazel, giving her heart to a vampire lord is nothing short of ruin. The man who makes her pulse quicken is the monster who shattered her world. His coven slaughtered her father’s pack, drenched the city in blood, and seized it as their throne. And Ethan—the vampire lord himself—is the one who ended her mother’s life.

She tells herself it isn’t too late—not too late to turn back, to hate him, to despise him the way she should. She could obey her father and walk away. If only her heart would let her.

Aria is the weakest witch in her coven until a cursed mirror shows her a future where everyone she loves dies.
Her only way to stop it? Marry the Vampire King.
Kael Draven is powerful, dangerous, and completely unreadable… yet he agrees without hesitation.
Now trapped in a bond meant to prevent war, Aria becomes the perfect target for whoever is hunting both witches and vampires. But as enemies close in, one truth becomes impossible to ignore.
The greatest danger might not be the war… but the king she’s starting to trust.

Mature content for readers 18 and up

"I said, what the hell are you doing here?" Lucinda was furious. How did this man know her name, and why was he here? She could tell he was angry about her being groped and kissed by the other men, but she could care less. This was how she lived, and she enjoyed having multiple partners.

"I came here to find you and try to convince you to at least talk to me." Xavier was ready to shift into lycan form, watching her with the other men.

Lucinda is a vampire with no desire to mate with anyone. She enjoys having fun and being with whatever man she wants with no strings attached. She is very beautiful and has no problem finding men to take care of her needs.

Xavier is the Lycan crown prince who has been searching for his mate for decades so he can take over the throne from his parents. He is an introvert who's very handsome, but doesn't succumb to the women that throw themselves at him.

Lucinda and Xavier's paths cross when they least expect it. Lucinda doesn't want a mate and does everything she can to hide her identity. Xavier will do anything to make Lucinda his.

Will Xavier be able to tame his mate or will Lucinda's wild ways lead to trouble for both of them?

"Your blood is heavenly delicious, little human..."

He's a vampire prince, and I'm just a human girl in his arms like a fragile doll. I know he doesn't usually leave blood donors alive for very long, that's a mystery to me.

"I promise to be gentler this time...", he whispers, and I moan, holding onto his shoulders as I feel his sharp teeth pierce my skin.

I feel him squeezing my neck a little harder, and it's turning me on more.

I feel him moving away from me quickly, and I sit down on the bed, putting my hands on my neck and feeling my skin hurt.

"I want to do much more than just bite you, Sophia, but I'm controlling myself as much as possible because I don't want to hurt you, little human...", he whispers, looking at my lips.

He doesn't put his fingers inside me, he just keeps stroking my clit in a way that makes me feel all the pleasure he's giving me right now.

"Oh!"


The world has been taken over by vampires and werewolves.

Sophia grew up in a world where humans are slaves made by vampires, she grew up in a world where vampires rule over humans. Everything has changed since the domination of the world by supernatural creatures.

Sophia's worst nightmares have come true, vampires and werewolves now exist.
The young girl will make a very important choice to save her mother's life, Sophia will become the blood donor of a vampire prince, she doesn't want that, but that's the last option she has.

Sophia saw her father killed by vampires and has always hated supernatural creatures, but everything will change when the young human falls in love with a protective werewolf.

Adam is one of the strongest werewolves and is one of the guards of the vampire castle, Sophia's job never involved feelings, but she will realize that she is in love with a vampire prince and a protective werewolf.

Who will Sophia choose?

“I saved you, Shekina,” Azi appeared in front of me, standing tall as he looked down at me. “Now you live to serve me. Your life depends on me.”

I smiled back. “Serve who?” I winced when my vision spun.

“Can’t you just be glad I saved your life?”

I laughed. “I didn’t want to be saved.”

He froze but got himself together quickly. “Unfortunately, you’re still alive. And as long as you are, you’re tied to me. I decide when you’re free. As long as I have you, you have to do what I want. You are nothing but a pet of mine that I can get rid of anytime I want.”

Tears fell from my eyes.

“You turned me into a monster!” I screamed. “I’ll never forgive you.”

He tilted his head. “Monster?” he laughed. “Just because we drink blood doesn’t mean we’re monsters. And I don’t care if you don’t forgive me. Anyway, forget this dramatic talk. No matter what you do, you’ll serve me. You won’t die until I say so.”

With my last breath, I screamed, “You can have my life, not my choices, you beast! You can turn me into a monster like you, but someday you’ll regret it. You’ll regret that you saved me. You’ll regret that you met me!”

I sniffed… I couldn’t feel my body anymore.

“I have been living for centuries now, Shekina. That threat doesn’t work.”

I laughed even though I was confused, in pain, and angry.

“That’s because… you didn’t have me in those years.”

Amelia Moore was a vampire who had stayed locked up all her life by her father all because she was different from other vampires.

Alpha Lucien Draven was an Alpha who have a special hatred for vampires and wanted to annihilate them from the face of the world.

What happens when fate beings these two together and they discover they were mates?

The first thing Lucien did was lock her up in a dungeon.

Read and enjoy.

“Let me come, please.”‬ She pleaded, trying to rock her hips despite my grasp.
“Tell me your name and I’ll let you.”‬ I teased her again with a single stroke of my fingers.
“Cadella.”‬ She dropped her head back.
“Your whole name, mouse.”‬ I snarled, wincing when I heard the harshness of my tone.
I thrust and out of her taking my time, hoping she didn’t pick upon my anger.
“Evander. Cadella Evander. Please let me come, please.”‬ She gasped and begged as her hands gripped the cushion edges.
“Good girl, little mouse.”‬ I grinned and increased my pace, bringing her to her orgasm quickly.
I kissed the inside of her thigh, pleased I gotten what I came for.
Cadella Evander.
I had a name.


Cadella, an ordinary history student, met a mysterious man during a history project trip.
The ancient castle, the sealed vampire king, the faceless man in her wet dream, leads her into a series of dusty secrets and a forbidden lover.
Little did she know, the wheel of fortune begins to spin when Cadella opened the silver door with her blood.

Awakened from the seal, Vasile, the Vampire king, the handsome devil turned out to be the new history professor at Cadella’s school. Will Cadella survive the school year under the possessive watchful eyes of Mr. Vasile? And was their fated eventful encounter worth risking everything? Could love really grow Can love really grow again amidst hatred and darkness? Or maybe love never went away but was sealed away……

"His lips hovered dangerously close to my throat, his breath warm against my skin, as his gaze burned with a hunger that had nothing to do with feeding"

CAPTURED BY THE RUTHLESS VAMPIRE
I was human—fragile, terrified, and trapped in his world. A world where I was nothing more than a pawn, a prize to be claimed by the vampire who had captured me."

Excerpt
I fixed my gaze on his crimson red lips, dying to have a taste of them, my mind overwhelmed with lust as I watched water droplets drip from his sexy black locks of hair, down to his pale face. His wet shirt hugged his body in all the right places highlighting his abs and biceps.
Frustrated, I stood on my tiptoes and brought my lips to his, refusing to deny the feelings I harbored for Carlisle anymore. Just as our lips were about to crash, he placed his index finger on my lips.
"You shouldn't..." He said, killing the mood.
"But why?"
"You don't know what you're getting into with me Peyton, you don't know me or what I'm capable of." He turned to leave, but I followed, determined to get an answer.
"Then show me." I stood in front of him, too involved to back out now.