3063 Book(s) Related to my ex kissed me in my dream

"Turn around. I want to fuck you."
I blinked. "What?"
"I said turn...around."
Before I could speak again, he had me on my stomach, face buried in the sheets. I could smell the heat of myself in the fabric. His weight hovered behind me, knees against the bed, strong thighs pressed to the outside of mine, holding me still. My skirt was hiked up around my waist. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath.


Kristen Lockwood never expected to fall for her father's best friend. She only met Leo Moretti after her father’s death, when a stranger on a motorcycle showed up with a scar across his knuckles, a gun under his jacket, and eyes that looked at her like she was already dangerous.
He says he’s here to protect her, that it’s what her father wanted. But he watches her too closely, speaks too little, and sets rules she can't help but break. He acts like touching her would ruin them both.

The worst part is, she wants him to.

Leo Moretti is the leader of the Bloodhounds, a supernatural biker gang that guards the borders between worlds. He never met Kristen until now, never even knew she existed and definitely didn’t expect her to come crashing down his walls with her presence.
Now every moment between them feels like something waiting to snap. She wants to get under his skin. She wants to see what happens when he finally loses control. She wants to see how far he can go before he slams her into his bed.

Leo is not allowed to want her.

But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t.

Warning: Contains strong language, graphic sexual content, supernatural violence, and dark themes. Recommended for mature audiences only.

She thought she was human—until she drowned.

She wakes in the body of a missing selkie princess in a hidden island kingdom… and quickly realizes she’ll be executed if anyone discovers the truth.

The only person who knows? Her guard—cold, loyal, and furious she’s taken the place of the woman he was sworn to protect.

When her unstable shifting magic reveals something impossible—both selkie and tideborn blood—he’s forced to keep her secret… because exposing her would destabilize the crown.

Now, bound by duty and necessity, they must secretly search for the real princess—before her magic exposes them both.

The legendary general Victor was sentenced to death, and everyone thought he had already been buried in the grave.
Until a phone call came through ,
"Dad, help!... They took Mom away."

In my past life, I was cheated on.
My wife is having an affair with my fitness coach, and even our five-year-old daughter isn't my child.
I filed for divorce, and she left with nothing. I thought my life couldn't get any worse—but then the apocalypse came, and I was bitten to death by zombies.
In her last moments before she died, I saw her family of three nestled in her lover's secluded mountain cabin, with plenty of food and drink, passing away peacefully in their old age.
God gave me a second chance.
Back on the day we signed the divorce papers, I smiled and said to my ex-wife, "You can have the villa, but I want Julian's dilapidated cabin."

I died on the barren wasteland in a raging blizzard.
Before my death, many from the pack came to say goodbye.
Even Seraphina, my lifelong rival, came.
Only Kael, my Alpha mate of five years, was absent.
He was with that rogue Jennifer, watching the moon's reflection in Silver Moon Falls.
In my final moments, I received his mind-link.
"When the Moon Goddess guided me to find you as my fated mate, you were just a Beta. To inherit the Alpha position, I had no choice but to choose you. All these years I've been giving you suppressants, forbidding you from getting pregnant, and you agreed to it all. You've been a competent Luna."
"If there's a next life, I'll still choose you. In this life, rest in peace. I'll personally arrange your funeral."
Sensing this mind-link, my rival Seraphina sneered mockingly: "Karolyn, you really weren't cut out to be a Luna."
"In the next life, don't compete with me anymore."
Her words proved prophetic. When I opened my eyes again, we had both returned to the day of the Darkwood family's mate selection ceremony.
Kael said coldly: "Karolyn, the Moon Goddess has chosen you as my fated mate. You will be Darkwood's Luna."
Without hesitation, I stepped back and pointed to Seraphina.
"I think the Luna position is better suited for Seraphina."

"Call me brother," he whispered, pressing me against the wall, his erection hard against my stomach.
For twelve years, we played this dangerous game. By day, I was his obedient foster sister. By night, I was his obsession.
He never went all the way—saving me for marriage, he claimed—but he did everything else. His fingers knew every wet corner of my body. His mouth had tasted my pleasure a thousand times. He groomed me to be the perfect toy for his bed.
"You're mine, Julie. Only mine."
But then Lena came back.
Suddenly, the bedroom door was locked. Suddenly, I heard her screams of pleasure instead of mine.
He didn't touch me anymore. He looked at me with cold, dead eyes and said, "You're just a sister. Stop acting like a jealous lover."
He threw away twelve years of intimacy for a fresh body.
I packed my bags, leaving behind the lingerie he bought me, the toys we used.
When he finally realized Lena was a fake, he came running back, eyes wild, wanting to claim what he thought was still his property.
"Spread your legs for me, Julie," he begged, reaching for me.
I slapped his hand away. "Go fuck your sister, Daniel. I'm done."

I was diagnosed with hemophilia when I was ten years old.
At first, my parents were terrified. They watched me closely, rushed me to the hospital over every bruise, every nosebleed. I was the fragile one—the child who needed saving.

Then years passed.
They got used to it.
They got tired.

By the time my twin sister was graduating and my family was finally breathing again, I was about to turn eighteen.
And that night, while everyone believed I’d be fine like always, I bled to death.

After two years of marriage, I finally got pregnant. I rushed to my husband's office with lunch to share the news, but his assistant mistook me for a sugar baby trying to trap the CEO. She dragged me into a back room and dumped scalding coffee on my head. When I tried to explain I was the wife, she laughed and called security. They stripped my clothes, kicked my stomach repeatedly, and destroyed my ultrasound photo. I begged them to call my husband, but they smashed my phone instead. By the time he found me, our baby was gone.

I was driving my dad's luxury car to pick up a friend when his secretary stopped me on the spot.
She mistook me for the lover who had sex with my dad in his office.
So she used car theft as an excuse to drag me into the basement, beat me up, and took nude photos of me.
When my dad found out, he asked me to apologize to her.
That's when I realized that in his eyes, his reputation mattered more than his own daughter.
If that's the case, he doesn't need to be the figurehead CEO anymore.

I endure a five-year sham bond with Preston, only to find he's truly bound to Thalia. Discovering his lies, I lose our cub to Thalia's poison and flee, changing my identity. Preston's desperate hunt contrasts with my rebirth in the mountains, where I build a new life helping others. Elijah, a lawyer I saved, stands by me, offering love. When Preston, consumed by regret, falls into a coma, I finally let go. Twenty years on, I thrive with Elijah, while Preston's last dream is a return to our false beginnings—my reality is brighter, free at last.

A supportive brother gets to live a new life as one of the main characters in a Boy Love Game as “Gilbert Bedivere,” the son of a duke, who was his family’s pride.

His goal for this life is that he will have a slow living lifestyle, staying far away from problems.

But who would have known that getting too close to the main characters, who are his friends and his younger brother, would lead him away from the goal he has set!

Who are those main characters surrounding him…?

Hareve Lancelot… a white-haired boy with rainbow eyes who makes all the girls go crazy, as expected of the owner of the famous SM route and the user of the light magic. Even though he looks cold on the outside, who would have known he is super hot-tempered!

Nigel Gawain… an adorable-looking boy with silver eyes, the owner of the 3P route, but who would have known that he is just a fluffy boy!

Cass Bedivere… the protagonist of the game, with his golden eyes and hair, appears in the immoral love route. Even though he was born with dark magic, who would have known that he also has interesting relationships with other characters.

Not to mention many other characters that Gilbert has never met,

He now feels the problems lining up for him!

In the year 2333, humanity has fallen and ruled by werewolves. Bellatrix Sinclair, an 18-year-old weapons prodigy that despises werewolves for destroying her family has been secretly planning to join the human rebellion.
However, she is forced into the Mate Selection Process and matched with Lazarus De Loughrey, the ruthless Werewolf King obsessed with claiming her.
He shouldn't want her and she should hate him but they cannot resist each other. It's a twisted connection, entirely physical because all I am is his slave.
My heart should belong to my best friend Emmett, a human. Atleast the guilt of betrayal wouldn't be eating away at my insides.


“Yes please.” She begs.
“Then fucking let me in.” I growled, this fury exploding with vengeance. I wanted to destroy her pussy.
It was maddening, it was sickening, it was barbaric.
But I never claimed to be saint.
“Here that baby, that’s the sound of your greedy pussy sucking on my cock. Give me more, drench me.”
“Lazarus.” She moans painfully, “Please let me come.”
I’m doused in gasoline and set alight, sweat coats my skin as I pound into her faster and harder. I’m definitely hurting her, “Wanna come?” I rasped, “Not until I say so.”
Pressing my lips onto hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I feel the sweetness of hers. The kiss is sloppy and filthy. She cries as I drive my cock into her, the intensity too much to handle, sweet tears sliding onto her cheeks.
“Fuck yes.” I smile sadistically, licking her tears. “Cry for me Ma Cherie.”
“Please, please let me come My King.” She pleads.
“Say it again.” Lightening shooting down my spine as she begged, “My King, please let me come. I’ll be good.”
I chuckled, “Try your luck to kill me Ma Cherie, I dare you.”

My Big Bad Wolf Series: Elysia & Alex-Book 1 (Nocturnal Collections)

She broke into his mansion. Now she’s trapped in his world.

A cunning thief with nothing to lose.
A powerful Alpha with everything to protect.
When Elysia Crinshaw is caught stealing from Alex Landry, she doesn’t go to jail, she’s claimed. Drawn into his world, she learns that freedom can be more dangerous than chains…and love more brutal than any cage.

Her hands slid up to his chest, palms flat, feeling the solid strength beneath his shirt. The fear didn’t vanish completely. But it quieted. Receded into the background. Logan’s thumb brushed her cheek, slow and grounding, as his other hand settled at her waist.

The kiss grew warmer. Slower. Logan felt it too, sharp and electric. His wolf stirred restlessly, recognizing something it shouldn’t, something it wanted to claim even as his mind warned him to stop. He broke the kiss first, breathing hard, forehead resting against hers.

“Emily,” he murmured, strained. “We should—” She didn’t let him finish. Her lips brushed his jaw, tentative, almost questioning. Her voice was barely a whisper. “Don’t send me away.”


After being betrayed forty-eight times by her mate, Oscar, Emily is drugged and offered to powerful wolves for his gain. Desperate and fleeing danger, she collapses into the arms of Lucas Walker, one of seven feared Alpha Brothers who rule the strongest pack. Drawn to her by an unstoppable pull, the brothers vow to protect her. But Emily’s past hides a darker secret, one that fate has bound to all of them.

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?

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.

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."

Kaelani spent her life believing she was wolfless.
Cast out by her pack. Forgotten by the Lycans.
She lived among humans—quiet, invisible, tucked away in a town no one looked at twice.

But when her first heat comes without warning, everything changes.

Her body ignites. Her instincts scream. And something primal stirs beneath her skin—
summoning a big, bad Alpha who knows exactly how to quench her fire.

When he claims her, it’s ecstasy and ruin.

For the first time, she believes she’s been accepted.
Seen.
Chosen.

Until he leaves her the next morning—
like a secret never to be spoken.

But Kaelani is not what they thought.
Not wolfless. Not weak.
There is something ancient inside her. Something powerful. And it’s waking.

And when it does—
they’ll all remember the girl they tried to erase.

Especially him.

She’ll be the dream he keeps chasing… the one thing that ever made him feel alive.

Because secrets never stay buried.
And neither do dreams.

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.

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.

A Remastered Version of Werewolf's Heartsong.

Alora, has been hated by her family since birth. Her Families favorite pastime is torturing her.

After turning eighteen she's rejected by her mate, who turns out to be her older sisters boyfriend.

Breaking the chains that bound her powers, Alora is freed from the family that hates her, and is given a new family.

When an old friend and protecter of her's returns home to tak his place as next Alpha of Alpha's, Alora's life is once more changed for the better as he says the fated word. "Mate."

She has been trapped, used and abused all her life by her mothers Coven. They were evil, her father and his clan members, like her were trapped here as well. My mother decided when I was young, my hybrid self should be made useful for something other then being the unwilling occational power booster to her, and her covens spells. They put me in their library, it was full of magic, and not just their brand of magic, but all magic. I learned and practiced in secret. Learning all their Ancient languges from the very old librarian, she even provided me a space to practed potions an dherbs and healing arts. I started to use those on the Wolves trapped by my mother for the Coven. I had a plan I was starting to form, I couldn't leave them all behind and I needed to find a place to take them. That's when my 'cousin' came to visit, during her rant, I found my solution. I would take everyone to the Heartsongs in the Moon Moutain Pack, the Covens number one enemy, they would help, they had to help. One day I felt an awakening in my power that was deep and primal, my father and the other wolves felt it too. So we do it, we escape, and we make it to the Heartsongs....only to find that their Alpha had been taken. I had the information needed, and I would help them get their Alpha back, my price, safty and acceptence.

"I want you," he growled. "I need you. Beth, look at me."

She couldn’t help but kiss him back, even though she knew she shouldn't have.

Beth, the widow of Daniel's brother in the middle of a brewing war when the pack needed leadership most, her! receiving Daniel's every thrust of his hips as he ground upon her with their clothes in the way.

It had barely been an hour since she had received Daniel's confession and told him to be patient, and she might have given him something to cling to when she didn't turn him down, but this was too fast.

She had needed time to convince herself to be reasonable, and not to do something stupid like let Daniel grope her over his sheets while she writhed underneath him and grew damp between her thighs all the while.

Beth was dying, she prayed to Moon Goddess for a second chance to live her life. When she opened her eyes again, she realized her wish was granted. In this life, it seemed like it didn't get off to a good start as well, because she became a widow on her wedding day. But then she met her brother-in-law, Daniel, the most ruthless Alpha she remembered in the past life... What happened next was far beyond her expectation...

"What is your revenge?" He asked slowly, gritting his teeth and hating himself for indulging whatever madness Baby was brewing.

"Lip. To bite your lip," Baby murmured, his eyes falling to Saint's lips.
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"Between hate and heat, somewhere on the ice, they crossed the line."

Baby Danvers is the golden boy of Westbridge High — captain of the hockey team, adored by fans, envied by rivals, and hated by coaches who can't control him. He's a natural on the ice — charming, cocky, and reckless — but when it comes to winning, he always delivers.

Saint Kross — the quiet, disciplined captain from Eastvale Academy, Baby's long-time rival, whose perfect record and calm attitude have always gotten under Baby's skin.

When Saint unexpectedly transfers to Westbridge — Baby's territory — the rivalry explodes. Not only does Saint outplay him in drills, but he's also nominated as co-captain, threatening Baby's reign.

Their feud turns the locker room into a battlefield. Baby taunts. Saint ignores. Baby provokes. Saint smirks. But beneath the insults, there's heat neither of them can explain — a spark that feels more dangerous than any check on the ice.

And things get worse when their parents — powerful political figures on opposite sides of a brutal campaign — drag their sons into the spotlight, using their rivalry for headlines.

Trapped between public image and private obsession, Baby must choose: destroy Saint… or admit that somewhere between hate and desire, he's already fallen for him.

"On the ice, they play for glory. Off it, they play each other."

Baby is the fire that refuses to be ignored.

Saint is the ice that refuses to melt.

Together, they're the perfect storm — passion and pride colliding until neither knows where rivalry ends and love begins.

"Whoa. What the…"
Standing in the door frame was the most gorgeous man I had ever laid eyes on. 
"Oh, hell no," I yelled as I yanked my robe to cover up, nearly falling off the couch in my haste, "What the hell are you doing here? Get out!"I screamed, "This is my room!"
He raised an eyebrow, smirking, "Your room? Princess, I think you're confused. This is my room."


Lily Rose, a creative and independent artist who has faced numerous challenges in life, finds herself in a predicament where she is named the sole beneficiary of the vast empire of Richard Thompson, the great billionaire, who happens to be the only uncle to Alexander Thompson.
Alexander Thompson had longed for the CEO position in his uncle's empire and was both livid and dumbfounded when he found out his uncle had chosen an unfamiliar stranger over his own nephew.
Driven by the desire to understand this unexpected decision, he embarks on a mission to find Lily.
As they confront each other, intense emotions surface and they must face their true feelings.
Will this task prove easy for them or will they find it impossible to overcome the barriers created by wealth and privilege?

She was the girl they broke. Now, she’s the woman who’ll destroy them all.
Penelope once thought love would save her. Julian the golden boy of the Callister Pack was supposed to be her forever. But one night shattered everything. Drugged. Humiliated. Framed.
Her best friend and her mate betrayed her in the most brutal way imaginable, and the pack she once called home cast her out like filth.

Whipped. Starved. Left to rot in the Ashborne Pack dungeons. Her innocence was replaced by something colder and sharper. A year later, the world thinks she’s forgotten. Forgiven.
They couldn’t be more wrong.

But when her father strikes a deal with Alpha Daemon Callister’s father, Penelope is forced to move into the mansion of her enemy. She swore she’d make Callister pay.

Her plan was simple: seduce Alpha Daemon, destroy Callister, and take back everything she lost. Make Callister jealous. Make her watch as she sank her claws into Alpha Daemon, Callister’s father. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable.

She would seduce him. Use him and then walk away, satisfied.

But revenge turned into obsession.
Not hers. His.

Daemon wasn’t supposed to fall.
Wasn’t supposed to crave her like a sickness.
Now, he watches her every move.
Marks her skin with his mouth.
Kills any man who dares to look at her twice.

He knows about the age gap.
But he doesn’t care, he doesn’t just want her love.
He wants her submission.

Because now that she’s in his bed,
he’ll ruin anyone who tries to take her away even if it means destroying his own blood.

"You know I’m using you, don’t you?"
"Yes, but I’m willing. I’m willing to be a pawn in your hands," Ricard said, his voice softer than ever.For four years, Lucia had only one thing on her mind: revenge. She loved the man in front of her, but so what? That love meant nothing compared to the deep-seated hatred in her heart.
Her father’s death, her mother’s insanity, and her family’s hospital being taken over — how could she let go of such a grudge?It was she who seduced him, approached him with all kinds of schemes to make him love her, all because he was the fiancé of the person who caused her family’s misfortune. And he, he loved her so much that he would do anything for her. His strength, intelligence, and resolve seemed to vanish completely before her.Perhaps the only thing he was lucky for in this life was being of value to her.

What if you had to sell your virginity in order to help your mother? Hazel is a sweet and innocent girl for certain subjects. Until Lee Rang enters her life, a successful and handsome billionaire, who will be attracted to her in an inexplicable way and when Hazel offers him her body, he won’t hesitate to accept. Upon seeing her mother’s illness worsen, Hazel asks the handsome Lee Rang Do to buy her virginity, but as the days go by, she’ll develop an attraction to him that goes beyond mere relations. The situation worsens when her mother’s illness worsens, and Hazel becomes pregnant.

"And if I tell you to kneel right here, right now, behind the circulation desk where anyone could walk in?"
Her core clenched—I could see it in the way her thighs pressed together, the tiny hitch in her breath.
"I'd do it," she whispered.
A slow, predatory smile curved my mouth.
"Good girl."
From a ruthless CEO introducing an innocent librarian to the dark thrill of contractual b**m, to a silver-fox professor unraveling his brilliant student's composure in late-night "tutoring" sessions, these stories revel in the delicious tension of experience meeting curiosity.
The majority of the collection revolves around intoxicating age-gap romances: older, commanding men—billionaires, mentors, mysterious strangers—who awaken the hidden cravings of younger women hungry for experience.
Expect unapologetic, detailed smut: rough dominance, slow teasing edging, bondage, spanking, oral worship, orgasm denial, and breathless, sheet-soaking climaxes that leave characters (and readers) trembling.
If you crave erotica that doesn't just turn you on but completely blows your mind with its depth, intensity, and heart, this collection is your next obsession."

He stole my coffee. Then he stole my heart.
I was the girl who planned every detail. He was the chaos I’d always secretly craved.
I never meant to fall. But once I did, I’d burn the world to keep him.


Ava Carter lives by lists, schedules, and quiet control—until the day Jace Rivera crashes into her life, coffee-stained hoodie and all. Paired together for a year-long psychology project, the anxious overthinker and the charmingly reckless heartbreaker find themselves tangled in a slow-burn love that defies every warning.
But love this bright doesn’t go unchallenged.
Malicious exes twist lies into weapons. A relentless stalker hunts them both. And when their closest friend is taken, Ava and Jace must fight not just for their relationship, but for each other. Through fake accusations, shattered trust, and a darkness that threatens to consume them, they hold on tighter.
He is my calm in the storm.
I am his reason to breathe.
Together, they turn trauma into triumph, fear into courage, and a broken beginning into an everlasting love. This is more than a romance. This is healing. This is redemption. This is forever.

"Why would you marry me just for a kidney?" Elsa demanded, her voice trembling with betrayal.
Liam, her husband, met her gaze with cold indifference. "You were the perfect donor," he replied, his words slicing through her hope.
Elsa's world shattered when she discovered her marriage to billionaire Liam was a sham, a plot to save his ailing fiancée, Ria. Pregnant and used, Elsa fled, seeking solace in her family. But when she lost her baby in a fall orchestrated by Liam, her despair deepened. Now, with her daughter missing and Liam's manipulations tightening their grip, Elsa must confront the monster she once called her husband.
As she fights to reclaim her child and her freedom, Elsa uncovers Liam's ruthless control and the depth of his deception. With each revelation, her resolve strengthens, but so does the danger. Can Elsa break free from Liam's obsession and find true happiness, or will she remain forever in the grip of a billionaire's obsession?

"He thinks he can get me now that he has money?! Absolutely not! He's a manipulator, narcissist, and an ex-convict! I will never beg him like before!” I hissed as I looked at Alpha Archer, who was playing dolls with my child, Rosie.

He looked up at me and flashed a devilish grin. “I can hear your thoughts, baby.”


Katrina's life was destined for perfection, poised to become the next Luna of the Hawthorn Pack. She believed her fated mate would be her long-term boyfriend and the future Alpha, Damien. But when she meets Archer Ellington, a lowly omega in her pack, her world is turned upside down by the cruel twist of fate.

Archer, manipulated and cornered, takes the fall for a murder Damien was involved in. Imprisoned under Damien's identity, he serves his time and vows revenge on those who framed him.

Katrina abandons her job and family to start anew in a small pack after a tragedy that happens when Archer gets out of prison. Years later after hiding, she meets Archer again in the New Moon Pack. He looks powerful and wealthy now. What will she do when she finds out that her mate is the Alpha of the pack? Will she take him back or make his life a living hell?

James Smith disappeared for five years and suddenly returned.

In the eyes of his fiancée Evelyn Thorne, James is just a scarred drifter.

At a charity gala in New York, just as Evelyn is about to announce the annulment of her engagement to James.

Suddenly, the Four Great Consortiums of New York, along with hundreds of billionaires present, all rise to their feet and bow respectfully toward the man standing behind Evelyn.

It turns out James, his true identity is...

Katerine, a 24-year-old independent and strong-willed wolf, lives within the heart of the Wolfgang Pack. She has led a solitary life since the age of 16 when her parents were tragically taken from her during a full moon by ruthless poachers. Her close friend Andrea was the sister of a man who unsettled her more than he should have. He was her Alpha, unable to resist any skirt that crossed his path. Katerine vowed to never reveal her feelings, and her secret, safeguarding her heart from potential harm. While she owed him obedience as a member of the Pack, as a female, she sought to distance herself from men who would never be faithful to just one woman. But could she resist her destiny? Or the bond that links them, is stronger than any secret?

"The first girl died in L.A. The second washed up at my feet."

I came to Seabridge Bay to escape the blood on my hands.

As a former LAPD detective, I was done chasing shadows—until the murders followed me with the same ritual, same signs and same nightmare.

That's when I met Damien Cross—a quiet contractor with haunted eyes and dangerous hands. He calms the storm in my head, touches me like he’s the only one who could ever do that…

But, what if he’s not saving me? What if he’s the one I need saving from?

Because someone is killing women.

And the deeper I fall, the more I wonder— Is the real monster him...or me?

Lisa is a professional stripper - an unexpected path for a girl who once dreamed of a colourful future. But when her father fell ill she put her dreams aside, sacrificing her hopes for family.

Until she met Damon, a soulless billionaire CEO who doesn't believe in love. They had an unforgettable love-at-first-night experience.

It leaves Damon trapped in a one-year contract with a woman he doesn't love, and a pregnant stripper he can't ignore.

Could there be a deeper trauma behind Damon's aversion to love?

As their passion ignores, will they break free from their dark pasts and find a way to be together, or will they allow their current circumstances steal their only chance at happiness?

He made a step forward near her. “You are here in my Thregonad Village Shelyca, or should I say she-wolf?” He darted her with a look that seems to be traveling down her every spine.

Princess Shelyca was caught off-handed. “How… how do you know? I am in my human form,” confused she asked.

He stepped one more time and then caught her face in between his big callous hands. “I saw it while I was trying to revive you but don’t you worry, I can keep a secret if you want it to be a secret,” he whispered.

“Who are you really? I can feel you are not an ordinary human,” she asked while looking at him this time. She wanted to determine what is deep within his eyes.

“You are right, I am not an ordinary human but I won’t tell you. It is up for you to find out." He eyed her while grinning.

When Liana Moretti discovered her boyfriend was cheating with a girl, she didn’t cry but plotted. And when she found out that girl had a powerful, reclusive uncle working at the university, Liana picked her next target.
Professor Caelum Morano, who was brilliant, cold, and untouchable. What no one knows is that beneath his clean-cut academic disguise lies the most feared Mafia Don in Europe… and the richest man alive.

It should be a game, a revenge, and just another man to seduce, mess with, and throw away.
What she didn’t expect was the storm behind his eyes. He avoids her. Ignores her flirty remarks. Rejects her advances with brutal indifference.

Until one weekend field trip traps them alone in the woods.
That’s when his mask slips.
And that’s when Liana realizes the man she thought she was chasing… has been hunting her all along.

One of the twins died on top of her after their one-night stand……

He kept planting kisses on her neck, down to her bosom. Out of pleasure, Rachael closed her eyes, letting herself feel lost in his slow caress. The euphoria was cut short when he suddenly stopped kissing her and flipped her around aggressively. Rachael panicked.

"What is it?" She said breathlessly, trying to discern what he tried to do because she didn't dare turn to see for herself.

He rammed his erection into her mound without warning. The pain made her squeeze her eyes shut, fighting it.

"Are you okay?" he asked, not that he cared.


It was Xavier Collin. His hooded green eyes held anger and disgust fixated on her while his tall virile body walked toward her. Her heart skipped each time his boots made contact with the floor, striking fear into her timid heart. Her breathing became more rapid and loud and it felt like her heart was going to explode from her chest from beating too fast

Rachael couldn't look at those cold eyes, it worsened her fear. Her eyes dropped, but fell on the gun by his side instead, they widened in terror. Was he going to kill her? Wasn't he going to hear her side of the story? She thought inwardly but was abruptly faced with reality. She wasn't even sure of her side of the story and that was because she recollected nothing.

She heard the gun being cocked and gasped when he raised it to her.

"Please don't do this"

She needed the job. She did not need him.

Zara Cole has spent her whole life hiding what she is. A rare elemental with the power to bend energy, light, and fire to her will. In a world where magic is real but ruthlessly controlled by those with enough money to weaponize it, being discovered means being owned. So she keeps her head down, her abilities buried, and her ambitions quietly enormous.

Then she is hired as a senior analyst at Voss Enterprises, the most powerful corporation in the city. Its CEO, Dorian Voss, built his empire on a secret darker than anything Zara has ever run from. Ruthless, magnetic, and dangerously perceptive, he sees through her carefully constructed walls the moment she walks through his door.

He wants her abilities. She wants his resources. What neither of them plans for is wanting each other.

But something ancient and malevolent is moving through the city's elite, consuming powerful beings from the inside out and leaving nothing behind. The trail leads directly to the boardroom of Voss Enterprises and to a villain so deeply embedded in Dorian's world that exposing them could destroy everything he has built.

Zara did not survive this long by trusting powerful men.

Dorian did not build an empire by letting anyone close enough to burn it down.

They are each other's greatest risk.

They might be each other's only way out.

Having an accident after catching her lover cheating and waking up in a strange place filled with robots. Alexa Ivvona never expected to become a hero in a war in the robot world, and fall in love with a robot troop commander. However, can Alexa return to her world or is she trapped there with all the secrets of why Alexa is in the robot world?