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

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

Eli Whitaker has been my darkest secret for months.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

⚠️EROTICA⚠️

They say the best way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. They never said anything about his soul.

I was a culinary prodigy on the verge of global fame until my fiancé and my best friend murdered me with my own carving knife to steal my recipes. My last thought wasn’t of love, but of a burning vow: If I get a second chance, I will serve them their just deserts.

I got my wish.

I woke up not in a morgue, but in the body of an omega slave, Number 74, in the brutal, wolf-ruled kingdom of the Lunar Fang Pack. I was weak, worthless, and slated to die in the kitchens. But they didn’t know who they were dealing with. The soul of a master chef still burned within me.

When I poured my rage and my grief into a simple broth for a dying slave, I discovered a truth that would shatter this world: my emotions are ingredients. My cooking is magic. A stew made with spite can poison. A cake baked with defiance can empower.

Now, my unique gift has drawn the attention of the three most dangerous Alphas in the kingdom.

Emperor Kael, the cursed and ruthless Alpha King
ho woman, not just the weapon.

Commander Cassian, his stoic, lethal protector,

Prince Raze, the visiting rival Alpha

They think I’m a pawn in their game of thrones. A tool to be used and discarded.

They have no idea.

I was betrayed for my recipes once. I’ll be damned if I let a trio of Alphas do it again. My menu is set, and this time, the main course is revenge.

The only question is: which of these powerful wolves will be the first to take a bite?

I accidentally entered an S-rank horror dungeon, but thought it was some immersive dating show.

Facing the bloodthirsty Ghost King BOSS:

Others: Begging for mercy.

Me (blushing): Those pecs, that battle-damaged look—where did they find such a gorgeous contestant? I'm obsessed!

When he tried to strangle me, I touched his hand. "You're so cold, let me warm you up~"

Ghost King: ???

Facing the psycho doctor with a chainsaw:

Others: Screaming and running.

Me (swooning): Doctor, those beautiful fingers are meant for piano, not chainsaws. Be sweet and put that down!

Doctor: ...

Facing the flesh-eating demon:

Me: Raw meat isn't healthy! Here, have some chocolate instead!

Seven days later, the dungeon collapsed.

Me, waving goodbye through tears. "Even though it was acting, you became my family!"

An epic cold snap struck, causing temperatures to plummet to minus eighty degrees Celsius.
My fiancée and best friend occupied my hillside villa, laughing hysterically as they watched a video of me nearly freezing to death.
In their eyes, once I turned into a solid block of ice, they could rightfully inherit my vast fortune and live in this warm, doomsday Noah's Ark.
But what they didn't know was that the video was n't real at all .
I stood in the temperature-controlled bunker twenty meters below them and cut off their main power.
The hunt was about to begin.

My husband Michael's father and my own father shared the same name—Robert. His was Robert Carter; mine, Robert Smith. I once thought it a sweet coincidence, until that 3 AM phone call turned this quirk of fate into a living nightmare.
The nursing home called to say Robert Carter had died, but when Michael returned from his business trip, he assumed it was my father who had passed. "Old Robert's finally gone," he smirked. "Should've moved him to the cheaper nursing home ages ago." Can you believe it? His own father—the man who'd left him an inheritance—and there he was, helping his medical intern mistress cover up malpractice, dismissing the death as "just some useless old man."
He has no idea he's protecting his father's killer. No clue I've seen through his cold-bloodedness all along.
I wonder, when the truth finally hits him, how will this absurd tragedy end?

I used to believe the most beautiful sound in the world was a baby's first cry.

Until I watched my three children die, one by one, at the hands of a woman with the sweetest smile.

Her name was Isabella, my husband's cousin. She would tenderly offer tissues after my miscarriages, frantically call for help when I fell down the stairs, thoughtfully make soup to comfort me after I lost each child.

She was such a talented actress. So convincing that even my mafia don husband said, "Isabella is more suited to be the lady of this house than you are."

But they didn't know—

A docile sheep, once it learns the wolf's rules, becomes far more dangerous than any real wolf.

When Dominick smashed Antonio's skull with the holy chalice, when Isabella screamed through her miscarriage in the basement, when blood splattered across the Virgin Mary's face...

In my past life, the night before the National Cheerleading Championship finals, my "best friend" Lily, the scholarship student I'd been sponsoring, handed me a brownie she claimed she'd "baked herself."

She knew I had a deadly peanut allergy. Yet she'd loaded it with concentrated peanut butter.

When I collapsed on the locker room floor, hives erupting across my skin, my throat swelling shut until I couldn't make a sound, Lily just covered her mouth and nestled into my boyfriend Liam's arms, whimpering: "I'm so sorry, Chloe. I'm such an idiot. I mixed up the peanut butter with chocolate... you won't blame me, right?"

Of course I blamed you.

The quarterback I'd loved for three years didn't call 911. Instead, he frowned down at me convulsing on the ground.

"Chloe, stop faking, okay?" Liam's voice dripped with annoyance. "Lily already apologized. Why do you have to put on this dramatic show to scare her? You're always so controlling."

Controlling?

My airway was closing. My lungs were on fire. I was dying, and I couldn't force out a single word to tell him.

They didn’t call an ambulance until I stopped moving, but by the time it got there, it was too late. I was already dead.

When the police questioned him, Liam gave false testimony to protect Lily. He claimed I was afraid of losing the competition, so I tried to use an allergic reaction to avoid competing, but accidentally ingested too much of the allergen and died.

The man who said he loved me let me die with the reputation of a coward.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on that day.

The dealership called to inform me that my Rolls-Royce Starlight Headliner had been replaced with a pink one and was ready for pickup.
I was bewildered. I hadn't driven that car in ages—why would anyone change the headliner without my knowledge?
I confronted my husband, who managed our garage, demanding an explanation.
"Honey, maybe they got their wires crossed. I'll swing by the dealership later and sort it out."
I wasn't about to waste my breath. Instead, I called my friend directly—she happened to own the dealership.
"William's having an affair. I'm going to catch him red-handed."

My life has been a harrowing tale of a loveless, abusive marriage. Forced to wed Edward Goden to save my family's business, I endured his cruel treatment and his obsession with Aurora. He humiliated me at every turn, from our wedding night when he locked me out to daily insults about my appearance. I was made to soak in disinfectant, endure public embarrassment, and even physical violence.

When I finally fought back at a charity gala, exposing his abuse, I managed to escape with Grandma's help. In London, I found comfort in Henry, an old flame. But Edward refused to let go...

A cheating husband. A burning curse. One forbidden night with a stranger who isn’t a stranger at all.
When Rose DeLuca’s world falls apart, the man who saves her turns out to be the Alpha she was destined for....and the billionaire who’s ready to claim everything, including her.

18+ WARNING: This novel contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content, betrayal, and dark romance.

Amanda Rousso married Kenneth Chavez for the thought that all her problems when it comes to finances will solve everything, but she is wrong because the moment she said yes to the fixed marriage, her soul was already buried six feet under the ground.

She never thought she would become a pawn in Kenneth’s twisted game, and trapped her in the marriage filled with broken vows and lies. Throughout 5 years of being together, she was able to learn how to love him and obey him, but Kenneth was so abusive and couldn't accept her because, for him, Amanda is the reason why his first love left him. In order to avenge her, she must endure all the cold treatment.

In the darkest moments of her life, Amanda decided to escape, and she stumbled into the arms of Damon Vera, the king of Mafia society who was feared by everyone. Damon pledged to protect her, but with one condition. She will marry Damon.

Now, Amanda must decide. Will she marry Damon to spare her life and run away from her past that keeps hunting her or get entangled in his life and power as if she stepped into another level of prison?

Selena stole my sister's talent and became a saint. To appease her, my family threw my sister into a mass grave. The first thing I did after crawling back from purgatory was to crush Selena's knees. She knelt before my sister's grave, never to rise again. As for the Archbishop of the Privy Council? He would kneel before the thorny cross on my chest too.

"Get out of here with your dying bastard!"
My son suddenly fell critically ill, and the only matching organ was locked in my wife's family's cold storage. I stormed into the company with my critically ill child, only to be met with a severe suspension notice.
Everyone thought I was some lowly social outcast, someone they could crush at any moment.
Until I pulled out that dusty badge, my father-in-law, who controlled a New York business empire, was so terrified that he cleared the room on the spot, his legs going weak.
"Arrange surgery for my son immediately." I looked at him coldly. "If he misses the optimal transplant window, I guarantee your entire family, and this city, will be executed for him."

Seven days before the apocalypse, my vampire parents forced me to hand over three million to buy a house for my baby brother in full.

As an actuary, I knew that order would collapse in seven days and the money would become worthless. So I not only readily agreed, but also used their family's records as collateral to raise millions in high-interest loans, building an impregnable, top-secret fortress.

Seven days later, an unexpected change occurred.

The debt-collecting gangs and the endless horde of zombies drove them to the brink of despair. Meanwhile, I sat in a temperature-controlled safe house, sipping freshly ground coffee, calmly watching the cannibalistic karmic retribution unfold on the security camera.

In the apocalypse, there is no family affection, only the probability of survival.

Reborn one year before the zombie outbreak, I awakened a supernatural storage space. I stocked massive daily supplies and transformed a secret mountain cave into an impenetrable fortress. I protect my grandma, take revenge on greedy relatives, fight mutated beasts and intelligent zombie monsters, and wait for the rebirth of human civilization in the end times.

I chose to retire at my peak for Alexander.
But twenty minutes before our wedding started, he decided to help his childhood sweetheart move, leaving me alone at the venue.
He said, "Sophia, you're strong enough; you don't need anyone to protect you."
So I tossed my veil aside and called off the wedding.
Alexander thought I'd come crawling back, even threatened to blacklist me.
But he didn't know that as I was leaving the wedding, my former coach suddenly called out to me, asking if I wanted to chase that championship again.

"I need an accident—one that looks fatal," I said calmly into the encrypted phone. "It's the only way to escape him."
Rumors swirl that this man—the underworld boss who controls half of Europe’s shadow economy—loves me beyond reason.
They say he defied his entire family for me. That this ruthless killer laid down his weapons just to cook me a meal.
For years, he made the world believe I was his one weakness—and even I almost believed it.
But instinct in a life-or-death moment doesn’t lie.
When bullets shattered the car window, he yanked the steering wheel on reflex—shielding my adopted sister in the passenger seat while leaving me, his wife, fully exposed to the hail of gunfire.
As I lay bleeding, desperately trying to protect our unborn child… he was busy cradling her in his arms.
While I endured everything for our future, he signed over the estate—the one he promised would be our retire place—to that lying sister.
That’s when I knew: some loves are just performances for the living.
So I gave him exactly what he wanted.
I left behind a positive pregnancy test—six weeks along—and drove straight into the deep ocean, staging the most brutal finale right before his eyes.

Everyone said I was just a shadow of Ethan, that I was nothing without him.
So during the tryouts, to comfort his "scared" sweetheart, he let go mid-jump, almost costing me my life.
He was betting I couldn't leave him, that I'd forgive him like I did the last eighteen times.
But he lost.
This time, I didn't cry or throw a fit.
I simply tossed the apartment key that symbolized our seven years together into the trash, then turned and walked toward my own world championship.

Here is an adaptation crafted in the style of a bestselling contemporary Western psychological thriller or domestic drama hook, using fast-paced, high-tension American English:

For three years, I was the envy of Manhattan’s elite—the untouchable heiress with the flawless life.

My husband? The media constantly fawned over him, dubbing him "God’s gift to women" and the absolute epitome of a perfect gentleman.

Then came the video. The damn video that shattered it all.

Kneeling on the floor, wearing a thick leather collar like a pathetic stray, was the man I had loved deeply for years.

At the other end of the leash stood another woman, the stiletto of her red-soled Louboutin pressing ruthlessly into his cheek.

"Tell me, what are you?" she demanded.

"I'm Mistress Elena's dog," he whimpered. "I just want to get away from Sienna... I'm so sick of that suffocating bitch."

Every vow, every promise we ever made, instantly dissolved into a sick, twisted joke.

But instead of breaking down, I just smiled. And I hit save.

If he wanted to act like a dog so badly, I’d be more than happy to oblige. I was going to make sure he choked on that damn leash.

In a torrential rainstorm and a car accident, I watched helplessly as my husband carried his beautiful secretary away.

I also lost the baby in my womb.

Why has the person I once shared weal and woe with become so heartless?

The pain of betrayal cuts like a knife. However, in the face of despair, I met Neo, a college classmate of mine.

He silently stayed by my side and went all out to help me start a wine company.

The flames of revenge were thus ignited.

Can I successfully strike back and make the heartless person pay the price?

Six years ago, Gina was forced to leave Eason after an accident even when he was seriously injured. Six years later, she went back with a kid, and became a doctor.
“Off the shirt.” Doctor Gina said to her patient. But he said, “As my doctor, you do this for me.”
“Sorry, but it’s not a doctor’s duty.” She refused.
“Then as my woman, you know what to do.” He insisted.
“Just ex-girlfriend.” She retorted.
After the checkup, she intentionally warned him, “bad news, you’d better suppress your passion for a few days.”
However, he pressed her against the desk, smiled, “Or what?”
...
The next morning, Gina’s kid found him, and asked him, “Uncle Lu, will you take care of my mom from now on?”

In a world where secrets are woven as tightly as fate itself, Bleeding Love follows the story of Naya—a woman whose voice once shook the very foundations of her society, but whose silence now hides a scarred past. Torn between power and vulnerability, loyalty and betrayal, she navigates a fragile existence in the spotlight of a world eager to either worship or destroy her.

But when her carefully crafted peace unravels, and forgotten enemies resurface, Naya finds herself at the center of a storm that threatens everything she holds dear. Alongside unlikely allies and dangerous rivals, she must confront the tangled threads of her past to protect the fragile present—and perhaps, to claim the future she never thought she deserved.

With betrayal lurking in the shadows, love bleeding through the cracks, and the truth dangling like a thread waiting to be cut, Bleeding Love takes readers on a journey of resilience, sacrifice, and redemption.

Will Naya’s voice rise above the noise, or will her silence be her undoing?

His friends all think I'm his girlfriend, but in reality, I'm his half-sister!
He threatens me, insisting I never mention this to anyone outside.
I never imagined I would develop feelings for him. It's a forbidden love, a secret that can't be spoken...

"Don't wear a white colour dress and please don't let your hair open. I would appreciate it if you never use this pink shade lipstick" he said in a full serious yet husky tone that surely gives chillness to her spine. She never gets intimidated by anyone like this. Who the hell he is?

She battled her eyes and looked to meet his brownies. She took the courage to ask him "why?" He smirked at her flustered face and bends to her height. She took steps back and hits the wall behind.

"Because. I can't stop myself from kissing you" he said while the train just went away along with Clara who stood there paralyzed hearing Alex's words. Did he just propose to her?



Clara looked at the frame which they clicked before. A lone tear escaped her eyes. Will she be able to forget everything and move on?

Alex regretted the moment he fell for that girl. He doesn't want to remember anything related to her. But is it even easy?

Both looked at the stars and wished to forget everything,

What happens when one kiss turns your world upside down? That one simple kiss makes your life into something unexpected.

Athena Delaney works at a publishing company to publish gossips and news about celebrities. One drunken night, she met a well known football player from Spain. Well not exactly, she didn't know he was even a football player.

Alexander Herrera finds her interesting that he couldn't resist her pink tempting lips. So he kissed her. Him, the well known footballer kissed a stranger he just met at the bar.

But little did he know that,

one kiss changes it all.

She once believed in fairytales. Life taught her otherwise. Heartbreak had become Emily’s constant companion, convincing her that true love was nothing more than a fantasy.

But fate had other plans. Her path was about to cross with Jason Russo, a man who would change everything. Their story was written in the stars, destined to unfold in ways Emily could never imagine.

I SILENTLY stared at the emptiness. I could see from the veranda the lights in the neighborhood. I gasped. How I wish I could be one of them --- an ordinary person who is free to live as normal.

I am KEINTH LUCAS HARRISON, from the best clan in the town of Sta. Monica. I have no friends, and I used to be alone since then. But I'd rather be like this, than let other people know my secret, or should I say .. My family's SECRET.

I'm Elena. My mother died when I was 10. After that, my dad married my mom's friend, who was his secretary too.

And now I'm lying on her son's arm. I never thought he would do it with me. Paul was on me while I was staring out the window of the car. He was quietly sleeping. I was stroking his hair and singing a poem that Mom had previously recited. Suddenly, the surroundings lit up slowly. So it'll be dawn soon. I put my voice down. He was still clutching me tightly in his sleep. I attempted to loosen his grip.

Ahh! In anguish, I closed my eyes. My lower back and lower body were in excruciating pain. I gently rested his head on the seat and smiled at him. I softly called his name, "Paul." "You know how much I love you," I added. "But now it's irrelevant to me," I said as I stroked his hair. "Are you sure you love me?" "Then you gave me the ability to hurt you, too." I kissed him on the lips as I said this. I got out of the car after giving him my farewell kiss. I didn't feel any pain. The stain on my back was already turned to black and crimson. I made my way to my room. It's already light outside.
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"What he means is that I am moving in, whether you like it or not," Ismail says with the same nasty look

"I have never killed a human being, but if you wake up tomorrow and find your brother dead, don't be surprised. We all know we can't stand each other for a minute and you want us to live under the same roof"

This is a book about two people who dislike each other more than anything in the world. They rather be in the North Pole than be in the same room together. The dislike they had for each other was strong. But what happens when they find themselves sharing a roof. Do they tear each other part or learn to live together. Read to find out how these two people handle the situation of living together and face the obstacles they have in life

Renee didn’t just rebuild her life; she buried pieces of it and called it survival. A farm that runs like a machine, a house full of laughter, a man who stepped in and never once questioned loving a child that wasn’t his. Jake gave her stability, peace, and a future that felt earned rather than stolen. And she let herself believe that if she loved hard enough, the truth would stay exactly where she left it.

But secrets don’t disappear; they settle in your bones. They show up in the quiet moments, in the way she watches Jake with Mark, in the hesitation she swallows every time he says the word “son.” She didn’t lie because she wanted to hurt anyone; she lied because the truth would’ve shattered everything before it ever had a chance to grow. So she chose silence, and built a life on top of it, knowing damn well it wasn’t as solid as it looked.

Then the past refuses to stay dead. One unexpected moment, one undeniable truth staring her in the face, and suddenly the life she protected starts to feel like something she stole. Because this was never just about love, it was about control, fear, and a decision that changed more than one life without giving anyone else a choice. And now the man she erased is standing right in front of her, looking at a child who should’ve been his.

This isn’t a story about a woman caught between two men. It’s about what happens when you build something beautiful on a lie and dare to call it right. Because when the truth finally breaks through, it doesn’t ask who deserves happiness. It takes it, piece by piece, until there’s nothing left but the consequences she tried so hard to outrun.

Megan is a world-famous boxer—strong, relentless, and undefeated in the ring. But when her ex-fiancé announces his engagement to the woman he cheated with, Megan finds herself fighting a very public battle she never trained for. The tabloids are ruthless, the rumors relentless, and everyone is waiting to see if she’s still heartbroken.
She needs a solution. Fast.
Chris is a struggling ghostwriter barely scraping by, hoping for the one opportunity that could change his life. A chance backstage meeting at one of Megan’s fights brings them together—and sparks an idea neither of them expected.
Megan offers Chris a deal: pretend to be her boyfriend and help shut down the gossip once and for all. In return, she’ll pay him generously, make him the ghostwriter for her explosive memoir, and even list him as a co-writer—giving him the career boost he’s been dreaming of.
What starts as a carefully staged fake relationship quickly becomes harder to control. Public appearances, forced closeness, and late-night writing sessions blur the lines between pretending and wanting something real. Megan isn’t looking for love, and Chris knows getting involved with a celebrity can only end badly—but their hearts have other plans.
When feelings get real and the truth comes out, will a relationship built on a lie be strong enough to survive?
A steamy, emotional fake-dating sports romance featuring a celebrity boxer, a struggling writer, and a love neither of them planned.

Follow Reyna Park, a brilliant nerd, as her life got transformed when she encounters two enigmatic twin brothers: Ruthless playboy, Ryder, and the mysterious and elusive other brother, River.

As Reyna's world collides, she's forced to confront her own insecurities and unravel the brothers' hidden truth faced alongside her traumatic past.

Unknown to her and everyone else, these boys were twins and claim to be strangers in school.

Reyna's secretly smitten love towards Ryder, the ruthless twin. But River's mysterious presence in her life threatens everything.

Alongside all these she had found friendship, love and betrayal which she wasn't all bumped out for.

Can Reyna untangle her emotions before destruction strikes?? Would she eventually find out that they are related??

Will Reyna find love admits this turmoil, or will secrets tear them apart?

She’s falling in love. He’s just playing a part. When Adeline Baker was told that big-time Hollywood actor, Eli Hunt, wanted to film a movie in Starlight Ridge—and inside her small chocolate shop—she told them they were crazy. But the film crew arrived, and Eli Hunt with them, and fantasy quickly became reality. Adeline knew Eli would be charming—she’d read the magazines and seen the interviews—but she’d underestimated the pull he’d have on her. Too bad she couldn’t trust a word that came out of his mouth, because there was one thing Eli was famous for. He never stepped out of character while filming a movie—even off set. The first time Eli Hunt had visited Starlight Ridge, he’d known he’d found the setting for his next romantic drama. The mild winter weather and small-town beach community was exactly what he was looking for. The pretty owner of the local chocolate shop hadn’t hurt either. But as filming commences, Eli realizes he has a problem. He feels more chemistry with Adeline than his co-star. To make matters worse, he can’t step out of character. And the longer he spends with her, the more he desperately wishes he could. It will take trust and courage for Adeline and Eli to step outside their roles and discover if what they have is real, or if it is merely a Hollywood illusion. Starlight Love is the third book in the Starlight Ridge series. If you can’t get enough of small-town romance, holiday kisses, and Hollywood heroes, you’ll love reading this sweet story. Pick up Starlight Love to be swept off your feet today!

Tim’s life is a tangled mess—his stepdad Jack’s all he’s got, but weird feelings twist his heart when he discovers that they are both into each other. A girl named Lisa frames him, a hidden camera catches the truth—but it’s mysteriously gone, the key to his freedom and live with his lover Jake lies in the testimony of Lisa. But how deeply is she willing to hurt them.

It is the continuation of Irresistible Invitations. Here, Juliette had an accident and people think she died, but she was actually abducted by Zachary's enemy and again someone from Juliette's family has plotted the plan to separate her from Zachary. It is all about Zachary fighting all odds, searching for Juliette.

"Rose, I asked you to come here because I have something to say," said Tom carefully.
"What is it, Tom?"
"I love you, Rose, will you be my girlfriend,"
Rose looked at Tom in disbelief. Ah! How could that be? They only know a few days. So what was the man in front of him doing?

Tom, one of the werewolves from the Megana kingdom. The man, who is estimated to have lived for more than a hundred years, seemed to refuse the palace leader's invitation and made the residents there angry because it was believed that Tom had broken their custom.

Rose, a young girl aged 24 years and a child from a simple family. The meeting made Tom's love seeds begin to grow, as a result, the plan to approach Rose was increasingly carried out. The second and subsequent meetings brought Tom closer to Rose.

It’s better to have loved and lost, they said. They were wrong. Ruby Freedman hasn’t left the small town of Amor in four years--not since her husband died. The memory of his fateful accident was enough to cause her to sell her airplane, and never ride in a car again. Then Parker Loveland comes back to town. Now she has to add him to her list of things she intends to avoid. After years away, Parker Loveland is back in Amor to celebrate his parents’ thirtieth wedding anniversary. He has worked hard to escape the clutches of his hometown, but when he runs into Ruby, the only girl he cared about in high school, and the only one that ever stood him up on a date, he’s torn between the embarrassment he felt more than a decade before, and his desire to be around her. Caught between memories of the past and fear of the future, it will take leaving Amor to help Ruby and Parker find the second chance they didn’t know they were looking for. Borrowing Love is the second book in the Borrowing Amor small-town romance series. If you like hot air balloons, sweet kisses, and second chances, then you’ll love this timeless romance. Buy Borrowing Love and read Ruby and Parker’s heart-stalling story today!

"Moonlit Love" is a captivating and enchanting novel that weaves a tale of forbidden romance, the trials of parenthood, and the enduring power of love. Set in a secluded town, the story follows Emily, a strong-willed and independent woman, who stumbles upon a wounded wolf in the forest. Little does she know that the wolf is Adam, a cursed Wolfman capable of transforming into a human during the day.
As Emily and Adam form a deep bond during Adam's time of vulnerability, a forbidden love blossoms between them. They face societal taboos, judgment, and discrimination from the close-minded townspeople. Determined to protect their love, they keep their relationship a secret, cherishing stolen moments under the moonlit sky.
Their world takes an unexpected turn when Emily discovers she is pregnant with Adam's child. Joy and fear intertwine as they contemplate the challenges their unique child may face. As their pregnancy progresses, tensions rise in the town, leading to heightened threats against their family. Emily and Adam embark on a quest to break Adam's curse, seeking a way to secure a safer future for their child.

Throughout their journey, they encounter supernatural beings, face difficult decisions, and make personal sacrifices in the name of love. Tragedy strikes, testing the strength of their bond and pushing them to the brink of despair. But their love proves resilient as they find solace in their shared memories and the healing power of their connection.

"Moonlit Love" explores themes of forbidden love, sacrifice, prejudice, acceptance, and the struggles and joys of parenthood. It delves into the complexities of societal norms and challenges the reader to question the boundaries of love and acceptance. As the story unfolds, Emily and Adam's love story serves as a beacon of hope and resilience, defying the odds and prevailing against obstacles.

Love & Crosses is a story about a young 20-year-old lady who was made to marry a billionaire by her family. This book is about how her life changed and what happened after.

For three years, I was nothing but an invisible wife. While my billionaire husband, James, showered his mistress with millions, I watched my family get driven to ruin.

Heartbroken, I left the signed divorce papers and fled. But the ultimate nightmare came in a foreign hospital: doctors told me my newborn daughter had died at birth. My world went dark.

Six years later, I returned. Not as a pathetic housewife, but as a world-renowned medical genius, flanked by my two brilliant twin sons.

Then, the sickening truth unraveled. My daughter wasn't dead. She was stolen, locked in the Martin mansion, and abused into autism by James's mistress. Now, the mistress wants me dead, while James is suddenly desperate to trap me by his side, demanding a second chance.

This time, I won't run. The stolen years, the torture of my daughter, and the ruin of my family—I’m going to make you pay it all back, with interest.

To pay for her daughter’s leukemia treatment, Nora takes every job she can find. But the wedding she’s hired to plan belongs to the one man she never expected to see again.
Five years ago, Xie Yanchen was her first love. Now he’s a powerful CEO… and about to marry another woman. Worse, she must plan their wedding herself.
What he doesn’t know is that she secretly gave birth to his child.
What she doesn’t know is that this reunion will change both their lives forever.
As the truth slowly comes to light, he realizes the woman he once lost has spent five desperate years raising his daughter alone.

The apocalypse arrives, rain stops worldwide, outdoor temperatures soar to 60 degrees Celsius, and everyone fights and loses their humanity over a single drop of water.
But I gave away dozens of cases of bottled water that I had stockpiled at home to my neighbors downstairs for free.
People laughed at my overflowing compassion; my wicked ex even hoarded two tons of water, waiting to see me thirsty and begging her on my knees like a dog.
But what they didn't know was that I didn't need water at all.
Because I'm not human.

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.

When I woke up, I was locked at a round table, surrounded by four strangers.

A masked clown said: "Tonight there are only four gifts. The extra person... who could it be?"

The clown invited us to play a game.

The rules were simple—Liar's Poker.

Liars die. Those successfully challenged also die.

In the first round, the tattooed brute beside me lost and was dragged into the "Meat Grinder Ferris Wheel."

I heard the sound of his bones being crushed by gears.

The clown wiped blood from his hands, laughing: "Children who lie must be punished, you know~"

"Did you enjoy the game Penny prepared for you all?"

The moment he uttered "Penny's" name, everyone's faces broke out in cold sweat, because she had been dead for three years.

And everyone present... including me...

Remembered clearly.

36 weeks pregnant, I was thrown into the dungeon by my own husband.

When my water broke, I desperately reached out through the mate bond, calling for him—only to discover that he had severed it with his own hands.

They lashed my swollen belly with leather whips. They injected wolfsbane into my veins. And when my baby's head began to crown, they shoved her back inside me.

All because his sister-in-law Genevieve was also in labor today—and her child had to be born as the pack's heir.

I crawled out of that dungeon, drenched in my own blood, only to find him blocking the doorway.

I knelt at his feet, clutching at his trousers, begging. "The baby is innocent. Please... just let me deliver her..."

He kicked me away in disgust. "Wait until Genevieve is done."

Later, fireworks lit up the sky. The entire pack celebrated the birth of Genevieve's heir.

I was dumped in a water cell, watching my blood slowly turn the ice-cold water crimson, feeling my daughter grow still inside me.

Only after he'd gazed adoringly at the newborn in Genevieve's arms did he finally remember me. He sent someone to fetch me from the dungeon.

But his servant returned white-faced, voice trembling:

"Alpha! The Luna... she and the baby... they're both dead!"

Everyone knows that Qin Sicheng is desperately in love with me. To cure my depression, he gave up the opportunity to study abroad and stayed by my side.
But on the day of my birthday banquet, he disappeared.
When I found him in a corner of the back garden, he was pitifully clutching the hem of my best friend Qiao Anran's dress.
That man—usually so devoted and obedient to me—now had red-rimmed eyes and a trembling voice.
"Anran, how much longer do I have to keep acting? Lin Jiaqi is already better. Please, just look back at me, won't you?"
Qiao Anran closed her eyes, her face twisted in pain, then coldly pushed him away.
"Qin Sicheng, I'll say it again: as long as Lin Jiaqi is alive, you can only be her husband. This is what you owe me, and what I owe the Lin family."
I covered my mouth, staring at the diamond ring he had just given me, my heart shattering completely.
So the husband who had always loved me so deeply—it was all an act.

My name is Ethan, and it wasn't until the apocalypse arrived that I realized just how cruel fate could be.

Ability awakening became the new normal. Most survivors gained some kind of supernatural power, ranging from F-rank to the legendary S-rank.

F-rank abilities were barely better than being ordinary, while S-rank ability users possessed the power to face a hundred enemies alone.

My childhood friend Davis awakened a B-rank ability [Thermal Perception], allowing him to sense the heat distribution of all living beings within a hundred-meter radius.

And me? I got the F-rank ability that everyone mocked—[Refresh].

"Hahaha! Refresh? What can that do? Refresh your life?" People at the camp always laughed at me like that.

But I didn't care. I only wanted to protect my sister Leia.

Leia is eighteen this year, one of the few ordinary people in this camp who haven't awakened an ability.

I swore to protect her, no matter the cost.

That evening at dusk, Davis came to find me, but he had already betrayed me and become a lackey of the Gray Mark Gang.