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Before Lauren Jones's hand touched the bedroom door, she had heard the sound of people having sex in the room. A woman's deep moan was mixed with a man's low gasps that she couldn't be more familiar with.

Lauren frowned, held back her hand, and kicked the door open.

The two entangled bodies in the room made her feel nauseous, so she turned her head in disgust, covering her mouth and nose.

The lean and handsome man on the bed stopped, glanced coldly at the uninvited guest at the door, and slapped the woman under him on the plump buttocks, "Get out."

My water broke on the coldest night of winter.

My fated mate, Alpha Cassian, wrapped silver chains around my wrists and threw me into a freezing dungeon.

"Lucian's son must be born first," he snarled, forcing wolfsbane down my throat as I screamed through contractions.

Above me, his sister-in-law Sienna rested in silk sheets, surrounded by healers and warmth. She was carrying his dead brother's heir—the future of the pack. And I? I was nothing. Just the Omega he'd been forced to mark, the one his pack blamed for Lucian's death.

As silver burned through my skin and ice water rose past my chest, I felt our baby's heartbeat flutter. Then slow.

"Please," I begged. "Our child—"

"You owe him this," Cassian said coldly.

When the chains finally came off, he'd lost us both for good.

I spent eight months making hit content for Halo Digital. My mentor Sienna Blake spent eight months putting her name on it.
I thought she was looking out for me. The big sister every new girl dreams of. Shielding me from tough meetings, "polishing" my scripts before they went to the CEO.
Then one morning, her beauty blender started talking.
It said her skin was a disaster. That she couldn't come up with a single idea on her own. That she'd been stealing my work and posting it under her name for months.
Her lipstick said worse—about the married investor buying her jewelry with company money, and the deal they'd made to bury my career for good.
Her setting spray said she couldn't even hide her own dark circles anymore.
They told me everything. And once I knew, there was no going back.
In this industry, your face is your career. Sienna was about to lose both.

She's unwanted. Her mate left her to burn. But fate wasn't finished with Rhea.

When Rhea was chosen by her destined mate, she thought it meant freedom. Love. A future.
Instead, it meant betrayal. Left for dead in the aftermath of a fire set by her mate, Rhea awakens disfigured and broken, her wolf silenced by trauma. And the final blow? Her best friend has taken her place as Luna beside the man she once loved.

Forced to flee the only home she’s ever known, Rhea seeks refuge in Shadowhills, an unforgiving land ruled by Lycans. Silverfang Citadel is her only chance to train, to endure, and maybe, to reclaim a life stolen from her. But she doesn’t fit in here either. She can't shift. She can't forget. And she definitely can't trust anyone. Rhea must fight tooth and claw to earn a place among wolves stronger, faster, and deadlier than she’s ever known.

Yet as trials begin and bonds are tested, Rhea starts to feel something stir, deep within her blood, her bones, and her very soul.

What happens when the fearsome Lycan King claims her as his?
Would Rhea open her heart to love again?

My fiancé's "innocent" sister posted a photo wearing the sheer lingerie I bought for him, standing in the master bedroom of my new house. The caption read: "Finally have a place to take shelter. Thanks Lucas for the security." In the corner of her photo, my carefully chosen wedding portrait was thrown face-down on the hardwood floor.

I didn't scream or cry. I just quietly took a screenshot and dialed the number of my billionaire boss. "Mr. Allen, I'll take that overseas transfer." Since Lucas wanted to give another woman a home, I didn't want this wedding anymore.

The next day, I went to our new house. The passcode had been changed to her birthday. When I finally got in, she was sprawling on my leather sofa, demanding I leave because Lucas "owned half." I laughed, throwing the property deed right in her pale face. "Look closely at the name. You have ten minutes to pack your trash and get out, or I'm calling the cops for trespassing."

She ran away crying. I called a cleaning crew and threw out the bed, the sofa, and every single thing they had touched. Because you don't keep dead things, and in my heart, this eight-year relationship was already rotting in the grave. Will Lucas realize what he lost before it's too late?

On our wedding night, my wife said to me: "Lucas's family needs an heir, and I've agreed to carry one for them."
Seeing me trembling all over, she gently cupped my face and added softly: "It's just IVF—a way to repay their kindness. The entire process is medical, with no physical contact at all. Once the baby is born and the debt is settled, I'll have as many children with you as you want, okay?"
For the sake of our ten years of love and the debt of gratitude we owed, I gritted my teeth and agreed.
Until three months later, when I found her lying naked on our wedding bed, frantically making love with Lucas.

After I was unexpectedly marked by a stranger wolf, it was considered a disgrace in our pack. My step-sister convinced my father to strip me of my hybrid wolf, but thankfully, I hid my healing abilities and left the pack.
A year later, to break the bond, I returned and became the new Alpha’s doctor.
My step-sister, now the new Alpha’s fated mate, used every trick to try and force me out.
But then I discovered a shocking truth—the fated mate the new Alpha had been searching for, the one he marked that night, his future Luna, was actually me?!

Four years ago, James Rockefeller was expelled from his home by a wealthy family and traveled to the battlefield with humiliation.
Four years later, he had become the feared "Grim Reaper" of the Western underground world, but chose to retire at the time of his success, only to return to Houston and find his long owing wife Sofia.
But he didn't expect that his wife, who gave birth to her daughter Sophie alone, would suffer from the cold eyes and bullying of the Wilson family over the years.
His mother-in-law wanted to force his wife to marry a wealthy young master, but his relatives humiliated him as useless. His daughter was called a bastard, and his wife and daughter were even forced into the conspiracy of the mysterious underground organization "Hades".
In order to protect his beloved, James chose to hide his true identity and endure misunderstandings, but when his wife and daughter were in danger, he made a thunderous move.
This time, the retired Grim Reaper no longer fights for the empire, but only holds up a sky that no one dares to invade for his wife and daughter.

She married the wrong man.

And fell into the arms of the one she should never want.

Elena becomes Luca Marino’s wife for one reason only—to save the only family she has left. But on her wedding day, she realizes the truth: she is nothing but a replacement. His heart still belongs to another woman… one who returns pregnant with his child.

Cold, cruel, and unforgiving, Luca turns their marriage into a punishment.

Until Adrian Marino enters the picture.

Powerful. Untouchable. And Luca’s uncle.

From the moment he sees Elena, something shifts. A look that lingers too long. A concern that feels too real. A connection that shouldn’t exist.

In a world ruled by loyalty and blood, crossing the line means death.

But what if Elena is the secret that ties them together?

And what if Adrian has been waiting for her… long before she ever knew his name?

NOVEL ONLY FOR 18+ AGEIf you are not into Adult and Mature Werewolf/Hot Erotica then please don't open this book.
Fate's love falls on the weak Omega, will the sensitive and timid her become strong as a result?
Her destined mate is so handsome and strong that their love seems to be unequal from the beginning ......
What does the love given by the moon god look like? The two who were deep in lust did not know, but in the moonlight, the two hearts seemed to beat closer and closer.
She will become brave and firm under his wings, and he, will he reveal his love?

After I was unexpectedly marked by a stranger wolf, it was considered a disgrace in our pack. My step-sister convinced my father to strip me of my hybrid wolf, but thankfully, I hid my healing abilities and left the pack.
A year later, to break the bond, I returned and became the new Alpha’s doctor.
My step-sister, now the new Alpha’s fated mate, used every trick to try and force me out.
But then I discovered a shocking truth—the fated mate the new Alpha had been searching for, the one he marked that night, his future Luna, was actually me?!

Love! Is this word beautiful or deceitful? I am tired of hearing him say that soulless I love you and get back to his mistress, side-chick, or whatever. it is not like we are in a relationship or we are a couple. The relationship we are in is more than something which shouldn't be named.
I just want to be loved by him, physically and emotionally. I should be the one he is seeking whenever he feels horny, is it wrong to feel like this? But not for only tending to his wounds or being a shoulder to cry on. Maybe it's wrong to feel something for the man who never describes you as more than a friend but always looks at you like he wants to do things with you that friends shouldn't. What is so good about her is that he always ends up in her bed, maybe I never will know, and by asking I don't want to ruin whatever we have. but it's time to move on from Ezra Irwin and do something good for my life too. Come and follow Fay Moore and Ezra Irwin in their Life's Drama and know what will happen.

My boyfriend looks at me like I'm trash. Too fat. Too plain. My clothes are ugly. He never misses a chance to tear me down.

I thought he was just mean. Then his "good friend" Sophie spilled coffee all over our ten-thousand-dollar control board.

That board was three months of work. Three months of all-nighters, twice I passed out from low blood sugar. It was our entry for the National Robotics Competition. The deadline's tomorrow. Now it's gone.

I confronted Sophie, and he stormed in, pulled her into his arms, and pointed his finger in my face. "It's just a stupid competition. Did you really need to come at Sophie like that?"

Turns out he's not just mean. He genuinely can't stand me.

Kael Ardent spent his entire life trying to prove he belonged in the powerful Ardent family. Cold, disciplined, and brilliant, he finally earns the spotlight… only for it to be stolen once again by the one man who always eclipses him.

Adrian Ardent.

The charming golden son. The notorious playboy. The stepbrother who never misses a chance to remind Kael he’ll always be second best.

But one reckless night changes everything.

After a humiliating party, Kael ends up in a secret club, blindfolded and in the arms of a stranger. The next morning he’s left with fractured memories, a body that knows something happened… and Adrian laughing in his face as if none of it ever occurred.

Now Kael can’t tell what was real and what was a drunken illusion.

Except for one terrifying truth: The more Adrian pretends nothing happened… The more Kael begins to suspect he’s hiding everything.

“Oh yes, more. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
I arch my body, reaching the height of intimacy—until a sharp gunshot snuffs out all pleasure. This is how I die in Vito’s arms at twenty-three, four years from now.
Reborn at nineteen, I have one goal: save money, escape to Switzerland, and never cross his path again.
Yet fate traps me once more in his bed. I surrender, trying to set boundaries. “Don’t worry, Don. I have a fiancé. I won’t bother you.”
But this life, Vito is crueler and far more possessive. He invades my life, locking me up and taking away all my freedom.
I attempt another escape, only to be hunted down and dragged back. Shattered and enraged, I shout at him, “Don—no, Vito. You’re a monster.”
Onlookers stare in shock as the fearsome mafia king drops to his knees, begging humbly for me.
“Aria, marry me. Please.”
“My little bird… let’s have a baby. Please.”
He strikes a deal with me: three years. If I never fall in love with him by then, he’ll send me to Switzerland and leave me alone forever.
Still, as he touches me gently, a chilling fear consumes me: Will I end up dying in his bed all over again?

Sara finds herself watching her youngest move away and it leaves her feeling completely all alone.

However, that night, she goes to the store and ends up meeting Sam, a man from her past.

After she finally realizes just who he is, she welcomes him into her life. Sam hides the fact that he is a rich Billionaire who wants her for more than a leisure roll in the hay, so he waits to see if she is still the girl he knew as a kid.

Does he ever tell her and make her the happiest woman in the world? Or do they part their ways before she finds out just how rich he is now?

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he asked finally.

“What I should have done a long time ago,” I replied, not turning around. “Leaving you.” My hand closed around the door handle.

“Not with my child.”


Married off to him to settle a debt that was never mine, I was nothing more than a contract… a means to an end.

An heir.

That was all Adrian Blackwood ever wanted from me.

Not my love. Not my heart. Not me. But still… I gave it to him anyway.

Year after year, I loved a man who never once looked at me the way I looked at him. And when my time was up, when the contract ended and no child tied me to him, I walked away.

Until fate played its cruel joke.

Because just when I finally left him behind, I found out I was carrying his child.

Now the man who never wanted me… refuses to let me go.

When the apocalypse broke out, I risked my life to save the woman I loved, and spent three years wandering around just to help her find her white moonlight.
Just when I thought she was finally moved, she stabbed me to death on our wedding night!
Reborn back to the first day of the apocalypse, I coldly watched her kneel down and beg for mercy.
You want me to be your lapdog? Dream on!
In this life, I will make her taste the bitterness of despair, and make her kneel down and beg for my forgiveness!
Forget about white moonlight and true love, they all have to kneel down before me!

In the year 3000, magic and technology flourish side by side.
Wielders of magic are no longer myth… They’re real and revered.
“Joel,” a humble wizard living a quiet life,
accidentally spends his last coin on gemstones,
leaving him broke and desperate!
To make ends meet, he becomes a livestreamer,
broadcasting his mysterious magical lifestyle
just to get through each day.
But then…
His streams catch the attention of “Jaden,”
the heir to a gemstone empire and an art collector obsessed with a centuries-old painting of a ginger-haired, opal-eyed wizard—
a figure he’s searched for his whole life.
Until finally… he finds Joel online.
Is it fate, or something more, that draws them together?
Can Joel unlock the mysteries of Jaden’s past?
A timeless love story infused with magic and technology will change both of their lives forever…

*MATURE READERS ONLY * DARK ROMANCE *
"What shall I do now that I have seized my prey?" He questions me, voice sonorous and husky whilst he inhales sharply nose buried into the flesh of my neck savouring the scent of his female. Canines descend eager to sink, unhesitant for a bite.
"Should I devour it?"He whispers into my ear whilst the tip of his hot tongue tastes the flavour of my inflamed skin. I quiver beneath him encaged under his muscular being.
"I am starving my female and you look absolutely... succulent."He moans, tongue stroking his plump lower lip as an uncontrollable need sets him on fire from within.


HIM - Deimos was neither man nor wolf. He was a God, the Alpha of Alphas. They say he possesses no soul, for his eyes retain coldness that no heat can melt, his heart unyielding and emotionless occupying profound scars from his battles guarded by high walls. He is ruthless, instilling fear within others and striving off it. He did not understand the meaning of love nor mates until he laid eyes on his moon blessed.
HER - Destined for greatness she fought tooth and claw to survive. Her past, her arduous war. The first female Alpha to have ever been born on her pack lands. Having no place she battled for her birthright, for her reign. She did not know that her fight did e not cease that night she triumphed. She did not know that her greatest bloodshed would be with her mate. Deimos.
He would fight against his heart and she would fight with her soul.

Alina Winters had it all—luxury, fame, and Kieran Blackthrone, her foster brother who loved her far too deeply.
But when he vanished after a fight with his father, her world shattered.
Five years later, he’s back—famous, cold, and still completely hers.But now he has deadly secrets about her biological family,and he is tied to them in a way he cannot escape.
Alina is changed too—scarred, guarded, and engaged to another man.
When Kieran saves her at a skating event, old feelings ignite, and buried secrets resurface.
Because behind the fame and headlines, someone is hunting her.
And Kieran would cross every line to protect her.
Love was never safe for them. Obsession was where it began.

"Do you know why you lost?"
My sister smiled as I lay dying.
"Because I came back first."
She was reborn.
She knew the future.
She stole my family, my fiancé, and the life that should have been mine.
But when I opened my eyes, I was back at the beginning.
And this time—
I'm reborn too.
She stole my future once.
She won't get a second chance.

My name is Maya Wilson. I'm seventeen, I have 100K TikTok followers, and I just watched my dad destroy our family for a twenty-five-year-old homewrecker named Ashley.

"Ashley makes me feel alive again," he said, dismissing seventeen years of marriage like a bad business deal.

"We'll be one happy family," she smiled, standing in our kitchen like she already owned it.

That's when I knew: Mom needed my protection.

What followed was a war fought with laptops and lies, fake pregnancies and real heartbreak. A battle between a broken housewife discovering her strength, a teenage girl wielding digital weapons, and a woman who thought she could manipulate her way to victory.

Six months later, Mom would be accepting awards. Ashley would be gone. And Dad?

Dad would be begging for forgiveness he'd never get.

I got paid to test-sleep an heiress's fiancé.
One problem: he's my boss.
Bigger problem: I've been catfishing him online for six months—as his fiancée.
Now I'm pregnant. And he just called my real name.

“Let’s get a divorce.”
After three years of marriage, my husband’s first love came back. With his own lips, he ended our three-year mating bond.
Just like that, I was thrown away and became the pack’s favorite joke—the unmarked, unacknowledged “temporary mate.”
I hid the fact that I was already carrying his pup and disappeared from his world completely. I thought that as long as I stepped aside, he and his fated mate would finally get the happiness they wanted.
I never imagined that when we met again, his eyes would be bloodshot as he demanded:
“Whose child is this?”
It was only later that I found out: from the moment I vanished, that aloof, untouchable Alpha went completely off the rails, tearing through every pack’s territory, searching for me like a madman.

As a regular student, I never expected to fit into the world of trust fund kids. But this real estate heiress reached out to me, said she'd show me how the other half lives, even promised to introduce me to New England's most powerful heir.

I thought she'd be my friend. Thought she actually cared. I even fell for him.

Until she framed me for stealing confidential school files. Until he said, "Just a scholarship kid. No one's gonna miss her." That's when I understood. I was never more than their toy.

They tore up my textbooks, stuffed dead rats in my locker, spent six months tormenting me online and off. My mother couldn't take the vicious comments. Her heart gave out. And me? After I completely broke down, they drove me to the coastal cliffs.

Ice-cold water flooded my nose and mouth. Suffocation dragged me down into despair. I hate myself for being weak. Hate them for their arrogance. Hate this rotten system that treats people like me as disposable.

But when I opened my eyes again, I was back. Back to the night she pushed me toward him.

This time, I won't be fooled.

Lysander’s ex-girlfriend, Evangeline, suggested a hiking trip. Out of obligation to me as his fiancée, he brought me along.
We got lost in the woods and trespassed onto the territory of his half-brother, Orion.
When Orion pointed a gun at us and forced him to choose—
In my past life, he chose me.
As a result, Evangeline was sold to a rival, Matthias, and was tortured to death. I spent the rest of my life bearing the full weight of Lysander’s hatred.
In the third year of our marriage, I lay in a hospital bed after a miscarriage. He stood coldly beside me and said, "Now you know how it feels to lose the love of your life."
Reborn into this life, as Orion’s gun points at me and Evangeline once again, I make the choice for him.
I’m leaving the chance to survive to his true love.

"NEVER AND I MEAN NEVER let anyone other than me see you in such little clothes. Have I made myself clear tesoro? "
His husky voice dialed down by an octave as he spoke directly into my ear, making me shudder. His hand held firmly unto my hips as he pressed his bare chest against the thin covering of my black laced push up bra, forcing my back against the cold wall, goosebumps spread all over my olive skin.

He steps back and I inhaled sharply, realising I hadn't been breathing.
....
Jasmine Scott;
is a brown haired olive beauty, with a curvy body, slender waist and full chests. The epitome of beauty.With a troubled childhood full of hell Jasmine is suffering currently with the burden of her parents choices, drowning in the abyss of her demons.
Damon Blackwood; Is a self made billionaire, handsome, the most sought out bachelor in the whole New York city, drop dead gorgeous would best describe him. He is the sole owner to the Black's Empire, being only 27,Damon is not your ordinary billionaire.
Whatever Damon Black desires, he gets.
And the same goes for Jasmine Scott when he lays eyes on her for the first time, his desire and passion is directed to her and only her.

With the demons threatening to come back to haunt Jasmine, will she be able to get rid of them? She can't deny the unmissable force that's pulling her to Damon, every single time things turn upside down whenever he's around, she looses her composure and becomes vulnerable. When a contract binds the two together for six months, what happens when their sparks fly? The sexual tension rises...

Will Damon be a possible obstacle for Jasmine's freeedom? Or will their fiery passion ignite her dark skies?

Arya a simple girl from an orphanage with no idea of her real roots as a siren and Mar a siren hunter with a strong hate for sirens. They meet at a pub after he hears her sing and suspects she is the creature he has sworn to kill. But when she is endangered and his protective instincts arise, they form a strong bond. What will be their fate when they both find out what she truly is.

"ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴍᴇ ʀᴀᴜʟ" ɪ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ʟᴀꜱʜᴇꜱ.

Angel's life has been quite a roller coaster ride since she graduated with an exceptional degree from one of the finest schools in her hometown.

Securing employment proved to be challenging, and her responsibilities as the primary provider for her small family added to her burdens. She had to support her brother's education as well as cover expenses for her mother's medical condition.

She resorts to becoming a stripper out of desperation, ensuring her religious mother remains unaware of her shameful occupation.

Her life takes a surprising twist when she is presented with a great chance to become an actress. The main male character, Raul D'Amano, is incredibly attractive and despite being married, the protagonist cannot help but feel drawn to him.

𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 '𝐬𝐢𝐧' 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐃'𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.

"You are a long way from home, little wolf."
"Stay back, I am not afraid of you."
"Oh but you should be wolf, I can be your worst nightmare." He took a step closer and that was when it hit him; the scent of her blood.

Aliyah has passed through three mating seasons but she was still left without a mate. Being the only child of the alpha, everyone was looking forward to who her mate would be as he would be the next alpha of their pack. But she seemed to have let everyone down while the moon goddess has forgotten her.
Not wanting to accept her fate, Aliyah sneaks out every night to different packs searching for the wolf worthy enough to be her mate while avoiding their nemesis; The Nightwalkers.

Prince Edward suddenly awoke from his slumber to find his mate, but he was not prepared for what was in store for him.

“Rough night?” a voice suddenly asked from behind me.
I didn't turn immediately as I wasn't sure what to expect. The voice certainly didn't sound like one that belonged in a bar like this.
I finally turned slowly and once I saw his face, my heart stopped. He doesn’t look like everyone else here. He doesn’t even look like he has ever stepped inside a place like this.
He was tall, handsome, and his body? Hot! But that's not all to him. He looked really controlled and intimidating in a great way that instantly sent shivers down my whole body.
“You look like you’re trying to disappear,” he chimed in, finally pulling me back to reality.
“Maybe I am.” I replied slowly.
“I should let you be then.” he retorted and that was it.
He didn't even smile or flirt, he just quietly took the seat next to mine. I've never seen a man respect boundaries that clearly. Most guys would have persisted and try to conquer but not him, and that single act, raised a thirst inside of me.
“I want this man!” that was the only thing that rang in my head as I stole glances at him through my corner eye.
I know it's wrong and I'm supposed to look away because of course, I'm engaged and shouldn't be talking to strange ‘handsome’ men. But tonight I’m not myself. I’m tired of being myself and tonight, I'm going to let loose and enjoy myself.

"This marriage is a lie, our relation is a lie, it's just a stupid contract."

He was a pro, in the game of lies he was a king. he pulled me to him by my waist like it was the most natural thing he did, I gasped lightly. Everywhere he touched my skin tingled, he held my waist possessively, like showing ownership in some weird way I liked it.

Erika Price has been married to Dimitri Price for almost four years, seeing that this marriage was going nowhere, she decided to as for a divorce. Yet unexpectedly, Dimitri rejected her.

Vera was always trying to strive in her life, but it became chaotic when she met the half-werewolf and half-vampire billionaire, Zachary. Her mind kept saying that he was a walking danger, but her body and heart told the opposite.

How long will she be able to stand against her own?

Meet Emily Wentworth. Since the death of her father, she's been living a home life full of abuse. It's remained a secret for years until she meets the town's bad boy, Jake Melvin. It doesn't take long for him to figure out her secret.

Emily is suddenly thrown from one world of danger and uncertainty into another. The two teens ride the rollercoaster of love, unbelievable betrayal and heartache.

“I’m no saint, and I’m far from perfect—but I’d die for you if it meant you wouldn’t leave me.”
Annie saw a murder she wasn’t meant to see.
The man responsible should’ve killed her.
Instead, Dylan Xavier made her his.
Now she belongs to the most feared mafia lord alive—
and escape may cost her more than her life.

Rated 18+

He added a second finger into her pussy and she let out a muffled moan. "You sure you don't want this? Your pretty little pussy seem to be betraying your words",She gripped the edge of the counter and shut her eyes tight,managing through gritted teeth.
"I hate you,murderer", His jaw hardened and he stopped his movements with his fingers inside her. "Say it again", She wanted his fingers to move in her so badly, as pathetic as it may sound. She gritted her teeth again and let out. "I said I hate you, murderer! I wish you would just die and-ahh!" She yelped the minute his fingers left her panties and grabbed her to bend her over his knees as he sat on the tall stool there. "What are-ahh!" She yelped when his palm made a harsh contact with her bare ass. "Count!" He growled.

A billionaire romance with second chance love and heartbreak!
This story is of the struggle that Giselle goes through when the boy that captured her heart is the one that breaks her heart! The ups and downs that they face in their relationship. Forced into a contractual marriage, Colton shows averseness towards Giselle. He never showed her love nor any kindness. Giselle's love for Danny starts to fade due to his indifference towards her and things only get worse between them soon. At the same time, Giselle meets an old student of her father's, who also happens to be her childhood friend. Giselle decides to part ways with Colton but stupidly acquiesces to his request to have one last night of passion with him.
Follow their journey to see if Giselle’s decision to fulfil her first love’s last wish brought her sorrow or filled her life with happiness.

At 5, I met you. Understood that I was born to marry you. You were silent, you were shy. But I managed to make you be my friend.

At age 13, I fell in love with you. I loved your cheeky smile. I loved the way I am the only person you rely on.

At age 17, I became yours and promised myself to you. I pledged to wait for you no matter how long. You were sweet, caring, and treated me like I'm the only woman in your world.

At age 18, you left. Moving to another country to meet the future that you are born to. I waited but you hardly called.

At age 25, you came back for me, but you're not the man I knew.

From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. It was okay. Everything was great. I loved him as we played on the playgrounds, as we watched grow up- and he loved me. Suddenly, he left with his father to go to Italy leaving me behind for seven years, he came back but he wasn't the same.

From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. I was happy to be his. But he was no longer the man who I was betrothed to.

⚠️ WARNING!⚠️

This book contains mature contents, vulgar words, violence, toxicity, and age gap differences, which may be triggering to some readers.


He added a second finger into her pussy and she let out a muffled moan. "You sure you don't want this? Your pretty little pussy seem to be betraying your words",

She gripped the edge of the counter and shut her eyes tight,managing through gritted teeth. "I hate you,murderer",

His jaw hardened and he stopped his movements with his fingers inside her. "Say it again",

She wanted his fingers to move in her so badly, as pathetic as it may sound. She gritted her teeth again and let out. "I said I hate you, murderer! I wish you would just die and-ahh!" She yelped the minute his fingers left her panties and grabbed her to bend her over his knees as he sat on the tall stool there. "What are-ahh!" She yelped when his palm made a harsh contact with her bare ass.

"Count!" He growled.


At eight years old, Sophia Bennett watched Chase Romano, known as Il Diavolo, take everything from her. Her parents, her childhood, and her sense of safety.

Ten years later, as Sophia struggles to escape the shadows of her past, fate drags her straight back into his path. Chase takes whatever he wants, and now his obsession is fixed on her. But Sophia isn't the naive girl she was the night her parents died. As she is pulled deeper into his dangerous world, hatred begins to blur into desire, and the truth about her parents’ deaths starts to unravel.

As the Romano empire closes around her, Sophia must decide how much of herself she is willing to risk for the man who destroyed her childhood, and whether she is strong enough to survive the obsession he calls devotion.

"Leave me," she whispered in a heavy voice.

"Never, Gattina," he spoke huskily while moving his fingers along her thigh, which made her shiver.

"I..I...am..m...not..y..yours," she stuttered, enjoying the havoc created in her body by his calloused fingers.

Suddenly he wrapped his sexy digits against her swan-like beautiful neck and squeezed but not hard to hurt her, but enough to make her feel wet between her plump thighs.

"YOU ARE MINE, GATTINA. ONLY MINE. I WILL DESTROY WHOEVER WILL SNATCH YOU FROM ME. I WILL MAKE HIS LIFE HELL. I WILL BURN HIM ALIVE IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES. " HE shouted in a dominating tone.

She closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure in her body from his dominance, and let out a husky sigh.

His eyes darkened in desire, " FUCK IT."

He smashed his lips against her and sucked the hell out of her pink petals. He was sucking and biting her, letting out his frustration on her beautiful lips...

Rita Anderson walked smartly into the office building dressed in a grey skirt over a light blue chiffon blouse. Her jet black hair swished about as she responded to greetings from her staffs. She was the cynosure of all eyes, a typical example of beauty with brains. Not only did she come out with distinctions in school, she was also the best graduating student among her peers.

Rita was the daughter of one of Spain's most richest men, Lawrence Anderson. Lawrence was the chairman of the Anderson's group, a conglomerate that dealt with general merchandise and the beautiful Rita was a board member and also the current President.

At only twenty six years of age, Lawrence began his empire with a little income lent to him by one of his business associates. Steadily, he grew to become a force to reckon with in the business world. He was the ruler of an empire larger and more powerful than most countries.

He had no title or official position but was simply known as a business tycoon. He was one of the ten most wealthiest men in the world and his status was legendary. He could also boast of many assets he acquired over the years which includes large fleet of cargo ships, an airline, gold mines and newspaper agencies.

The only sure thing in revenge is the beginning, the ending is uncertain. The truth can surprise you in ways you could never have imagined.

A sequel to His Booty Call.

Tempest
He’s rude, mean, and looks at me like he hates me.
And I’ve only just stepped into his house.
Spending a year of travelling through impoverished places, trying to help people, should make handling Sargent Wolf—yes that’s his name—a piece of cake.
But even Maddox can’t deny that his father is an absolute douche. I’m only here for six months maximum before I get my arse back on the road.
I’ll just have to stay out of his way, and never suggest that he let me draw him naked.
No matter how badly I want to.

Sargent
If I’d known Maddox’s little Pest was female, I’d never have agreed to let her stay.
The last woman to sleep in my house was my ex-wife. I can’t live with a woman again and deal with them spreading their things everywhere. Not to mention their scent, tampons, clothes, makeup, and weird reading material. She has to leave; even if it’s me who makes her.
Though not at the expense of my son’s respect and love for me.
I can suffer her presence for a few months.
I’ve dealt with worse.
I just wish she’d wear a goddamn bra once in a while under her little white vests.
I’m a tits man and hers are completely off limits.

Standalone Novel.
18+

Blurb for “His Embrace”
She lost everything for him. He repaid her with betrayal.
Viola Chambers sacrificed her very essence, her ability to bear children, to save the man she loved, Harris. He swore she was enough, that his devotion was hers forever. But forever shattered on a Tuesday afternoon when she found him entwined with her own cousin, Clara—a woman whose triumphant smirk burned deeper than any knife. Two years vanish, along with Viola. Now, a woman forged in the fires of betrayal returns, stronger, scarred, and ready to face the ghosts of her past.
Can a broken heart truly heal? Or will the shadows of “His Embrace” consume her once more?

Don't look. Don't want. Don't fall. She failed all three…

My best friend Tatum wanted revenge on her ex, Kyler Reed.

In thirty seconds, she rewrote my article—outing him as gay, accusing him of using drugs, and claiming he was secretly sleeping with my brother Chase.

Then she hit publish.

Fifteen minutes later, Kyler was dead.

They called it suicide. The town called me a monster.

They were wrong. Kyler didn’t jump.

He was pushed.

Two and half years later, I’m still Caldwell’s most hated girl.

Trapped in a forced engagement to a narcissistic asshole, suffocating under my controlling mother, secretly craving darkness I know I shouldn’t want.

Then one night, I ran into the pouring rain… and straight into him.

Kai Reed—Kyler’s older brother. Tall, lethally handsome, covered in rain and blood, brutally beating a man half to death with his fists.

One scorching look from those intense sea-green eyes and something inside me ignited.

Heart pounding. Thighs clenching. A dark, forbidden thrill I couldn’t suppress.

I didn't know he'd been stalking me for years.

I didn't know he once stood in my bedroom with a knife in his hand, ready to kill me…until he watched me try to end my own life instead.

I didn’t know that the next morning, the same man would walk into my class as the charming new guest professor—polished, charismatic, and watching me like I already belong to him.

Kai came back to destroy me.

But the way he looks at my neck, my long hair, and the little red butterfly pendant at my throat tells me his plans have changed.

The most dangerous thing I’ve ever done isn’t surviving this town’s hatred.

It's realizing I don’t want him to stop.

A bad boy's life is always rough and nasty. They want to live hard risky lives thinking its the best life they could ever live.

They gamble, smoke, keep chains of girlfriends and hardly listens to teachers in class.

They are mostly handsome and girl's rush them a whole lot.

So was the life of Wyatt, a highschool bad boy. He is the only child of his divorced parents and so spoilt. Coupled with a handsome face, tall height, athletic body and one of the best leading basket baller in his class. He can command a whole girls to his bed and a whole lot of his guys to a party since, he's a party freak. He is rough, rude and nasty like all bad guys.

AND A NERD??

They're always the object to be picked on in school. Mostly everyone in school hates them because they act as if they know all.

They hardly make friends too unless their fellow nerdies.
That was the life of Bella a highschool nerd. She find it hard to adjust herself to high school troubles so she always find herself being bullied by the bigger and stronger kids who find it funny taunting the poor nerd.

WHO'S A CHILDHOOD FRIEND??
Nicholas is Bella's childhood friend and her crush too.

She grew up to like him, he was growing tall, handsome and sweet. And supported Bella's dreams and for this, Bella couldn't help but to have a deep crush for him.

Someday, she decided to tell him how she felt about him, but he disappointed her and made her feel like she was a loner all along.
She couldn't bear being in the same school with him. So, she had a change of school to Wyatt's school.

Vedika Sharma has spent her entire life standing on the right side of the law. As one of the youngest advocates in the city’s history to take down criminal empires, her reputation for fearlessness is unshakable — until she crosses Abhimaan Rathore.

A ruthless businessman with blood on his hands and secrets buried deeper than the graves he’s ordered, Abhimaan is used to getting everything he wants — and now, he wants her.

When Vedika’s investigation threatens to dismantle his empire, Abhimaan traps her in a dangerous game of power, blackmail, and obsession. Bound by forced agreements and a chemistry neither can deny, Vedika finds herself torn between hatred and a dark, consuming attraction she cannot fully explain — or escape.

As lines blur and trust shatters, Vedika must fight not just for justice — but for her own soul.
Because loving a monster has consequences.
And surviving him… might be impossible.

I thought I was just renting my spare room to a perfectly charming gentleman, but I had no idea he was spending his nights buried in my dirty laundry. Oliver Clarke was the definition of safe. He had this boyishly handsome face, a disarming smile, and followed all my strict house rules without a single complaint. He was the kind of guy who bought me coffee and knew exactly when to give me space. But behind the closed door of his bedroom, the "golden boy" act dropped. While I slept just across the hall, he was pressing my stolen, unwashed t-shirt to his face, inhaling my scent like it was a drug. He knew the exact code to my front door. He knew the layout of my life. He was memorizing every single detail about me, watching my every move with a dark, suffocating obsession that he hid perfectly behind his polite grin. I thought I had finally found a quiet, peaceful life. But what happens when the monster living in your house decides that just smelling your clothes isn't enough anymore?


A rainstorm brings Del Teller face to face with Oliver Clarke—charming, persistent, and impossible to ignore. When he unexpectedly becomes her housemate, distance is no longer an option under the same roof.
Del knows better than to trust someone like Oliver… but the more she resists, the harder it becomes to stay away.
Because sometimes, the real danger isn’t falling into trouble—it’s falling for the wrong person.

"Silly girl, women like you are only for pleasure... So, serve your purpose."
He stopped right near my ear and completed his words seductively, "And satisfy me."


Zaviyaar Sheikh, a highly manipulative and savage mafia leader of the middle east had everything in his palm. Living a nonchalant yet risky life, nothing excited him until one day he met a tempting dancer.
Aalifa Niyaz, also known as Noor-e-Jaan.
At first it meant nothing, she was nothing but a prey but before he knew it. He developed an obsession towards her.
The woman who left him enticed to the point he was willing to break all his ethical boundaries just to make her his mistress.
To cage her from this world.
But, she was no easy prey. She would struggle till the end to save herself from the monster who set his eyes on her.
And, when Zaviyaar had locked his target, nothing could stop him either.