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Synopsis
The One Time Rejected Omega.

"I Liam Gorenzo, The Alpha of the LOCK HEART PACK reject you Arielle Dawn as my mate and Luna of my pack"

These were the words that shattered Arielle into pieces but at the same time made her more stronger.

Being rejected by the entire pack you called your family is something you can cope with but being rejected by your mate in the presence of the entire pack is more anguish than dying a slow and unbearable death.

Arielle, the one time rejected Omega - a broken, hurt and raged mate finds her way to become stronger in order to seek revenge against her erstwhile mate.

"In name only."

That's what Flora Smith declared, her tone unwavering.

Matthew Charles met her gaze, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly. "Indeed. Legally, we're just husband and wife."

The way he effortlessly spoke the phrase "just husband and wife" caught her off guard. A hint of mischief twinkled in his eyes as he teased, "All we have between us is this marriage certificate. You can have it anytime you choose. I'll be right behind you."

From an unexpected one-night stand born out of a twist of fate to the struggles of single parenthood, Flora has journeyed alone. But now, her child is inexplicably drawn to Matthew, refusing to let go. As it turns out, when it comes to fatherhood, only the real thing will do.

I needed to be inside of her again so desperately that the moment she moved enough that her legs parted, I couldn't help myself. She was already wet again, and my cock slipped inside of her with shocking ease. Her right heat gripped me so exquisitely I thought I would burst.In the room's silence, I could hear her breathing pick up, but when I looked down, she still appeared asleep. Yet she now clenched her eyes shut and her lips parted in a silent moan.I let more of my weight settle on her as I pushed deeper inside of her slick pussy. Her body welcomed me eagerly, and I exhaled sharply at the satisfaction of filling her. Fucking Rhea was the best experience of my life. I wanted to have her as much as I could. Something told me she enjoyed me as well. The way in her and how she moaned when she came on my cock seemed genuine."Aleksander," she whispered my name, and I shoved into her harder at the sound of her breathy voice. "Ah!" She gasped and her arms flew up to wrap around my ribs.

"I have a proposal for you. Let's strike a deal."
"What kind of deal?"
"Marry me."
Kelly Brook thought her secret marriage to Anderson Grant would shield her from her previous scandal, but everything crumbled when she discovered Anderson's betrayal—a hidden affair with her estranged twin sister, Kate. Forced to announce her own divorce, Kelly struggles to hold her composure as she faces public judgment and private heartbreak.
In the midst of this chaos, Adrian—a charming doctor and heir who offers Kelly a lifeline in the form of a marriage of convenience—becomes her unexpected ally. But just when Kelly begins to find solace, she finds that she is pregnant for 6 weeks. Kelly must decide whether to fight for redemption or let her past destroy her future.

I used to move through life with the gnawing belief that something inside me was tainted, wrong in a way I could never explain. Daylight felt like a lie I was forced to live under, its brilliance too harsh, too exposing. I never truly belonged in the sun. Maybe that’s why, when I saw him, cloaked in shadow and sin, I felt something awaken deep within me.
Agostino Santini was everything I wasn’t supposed to want, yet everything I craved. He looked like he had been carved from my darkest fantasies, his presence an intoxicating gravity I couldn't resist. The world called him many things: predator, monster, omen of death. And maybe he was. But to me, he was something else entirely.
He didn’t just save my life, he breathed something new into it. With every glance, every whispered word, he unraveled the tight threads of restraint I’d bound myself with. He touched me like he knew every secret my skin kept hidden. He gave me a taste of pleasure so raw, so consuming, it made me question everything I thought I knew about desire.
All he ever asked of me was my blood. But I knew if I surrendered that, I wouldn’t be able to stop there. I’d give him everything. My body. My heart. My soul. And I did. Willingly.
His dark magnetism blinded me to the truth until it was far too late. I was drawn to him like a moth to flame, compelled, helpless. And when I stepped too close, the fire didn’t just burn. It consumed.
That’s when I learned the most devastating truth of all. Love like this doesn’t end in happily ever after.
It ends in ruin.
And in the end, only one of us will survive.

There he splays me out on his bed after stripping me down, so that he can worship my body until I’m screaming his name, over and over again.------------------------------
Hi. I am Averi, a girl. Or I used to be. After witnessing something that I would not ever forget, I've been forced into hiding. They’ve taken away all the past I had. And now, I'm masquerading as a boy named Corbin in an all-boys preparatory school. Covering my identity is already very difficult, and things begin to get more out of hand when I develop a crush on one of my new friends. Knox, the only one that makes me feel alive as who I actually am, is breaking my perfect disguise into pieces.

“We’re a disaster Nick. This whole thing is going to come tumbling down on us!”
Cara cried as she shook her head and pulled away from Nick.
He gently drew her back to his arms.
“I can't stay away from you. I've tried so hard to.”
“I know you're trying hard enough too but I can see how much it's hurting you.”
She turned to him with tears in her eyes. Her body trembling slightly.
“This is going to ruin us.”
"Let it."

He was her fiancé's brother.
She had never looked at him that way before, never even batted an eyelid at him. Until that night, that sinful night where they had both exploded in passion.
If word ever got out about the things they did, her family's reputation would be in shambles.
It would be the biggest scandal in New York High Society.

Cara Devine was engaged to marry Alexander Greene. Although their marriage had been arranged from the start, Cara had come to like Alexander, till his brother Nicholas Greene came along and slowly every inch of normalcy and stability was ripped from her life.
What Cara and Nicholas had was forbidden and it could very well ruin them, if they let it.

Elle needs cash. Rain needs to survive a pack war. The cards say they’re fated mates—but the pack wants her dead.

​When struggling tarot reader Elle sets up her table outside a local club, she’s just trying to pay rent. She never expected to read the fortune of Rain, a lethal, newly elected Wolf Alpha on the verge of a brutal war. One touch sparks the fated mate bond, turning Elle's world upside down.

​"You're in my way," he grunted, trying to slide past her.

​But Elle lost all control. Her hand snapped out, gripping his arm. The moment their skin met, blinding electric sparks flooded her veins. Rain froze, his back still to her as he growled, "Stop it. We cannot."

​Naturally, her brain took that as a green light. "What's your name?" Elle blurted out, a sudden, mortifying case of verbal diarrhea taking over. "I love your eyes, they are so hot... you're so beautiful. I’m Elle, by the way. I’m a tarot reader. If you like, I could pull some cards for you?"

​Internally, she wanted to swallow her tongue. Did I really just call a terrifying stranger beautiful?

​Flushing a deep crimson from her chest to her neck, Elle turned to walk away from his heavy silence. But Rain caught her, pulling her flush against his chest. He leaned down, his breath hot against her ear as his dangerous, deep blue eyes locked onto hers.

​"Let’s do it," he whispered.

​The tarot cards didn't lie, but they didn't prepare her for the raw, terrifying power radiating from him—or the way his touch made her feel like she was melting. Yet, just as the air in the room shifted and the primal heat between them snapped to a devastating breaking point, Rain suddenly ripped himself away, his chest heaving as he forced a brutal distance between them.

​"Right now, we can't," he choked out, his Alpha voice tight with a desperate, agonizing restraint. "I’m sorry. It’s not that I don’t want you. You’re more beautiful than I have words for... but I fucking can’t."

​Elle stared at him, feeling like her world had just been shattered into a million pieces. "What the fuck is this?" she demanded, a mix of hurt and fury flashing in her eyes. "Never mind. Stay the fuck away from me. I have bigger things to worry about than this."

​Can a street-smart psychic and a hardened alpha bridge the gap between their worlds before the brewing war destroys them both?

"Erin, are you really going to get back together with that cowardly ex-fiancé?" Kingsley stared at me, demanding an answer.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I glared at him and shouted back, "Yes! So what? We have nothing between us.Who the hell are you to question me?"
Kingsley burst into laughter, his laugh so sinister that it sent chills down my spine; looking at him, I felt both terrified and utterly estranged.
"He's a gentleman, sure, but can he make you climax in bed?" It was only then that I realized Kingsley had backed me into a corner.
His hand slid my short skirt up, his fingers teasing along the edge of my already drenched panties.
"Miss Erin, you're soaked for me!"

Love me or hate me either way, I will fuck you every night.


I needed to be inside of her again so desperately that the moment she moved enough that her legs parted, I couldn't help myself. She was already wet again, and my cock slipped inside of her with shocking ease. Her right heat gripped me so exquisitely I thought I would burst.

In the room's silence, I could hear her breathing pick up, but when I looked down, she still appeared asleep. Yet she now clenched her eyes shut and her lips parted in a silent moan.

I let more of my weight settle on her as I pushed deeper inside of her slick pussy. Her body welcomed me eagerly, and I exhaled sharply at the satisfaction of filling her.
Fucking Rhea was the best experience of my life. I wanted to have her as much as I could. Something told me she enjoyed me as well. The way in her and how she moaned when she came on my cock seemed genuine.

"Aleksander," she whispered my name, and I shoved into her harder at the sound of her breathy voice. "Ah!" She gasped and her arms flew up to wrap around my ribs.

"S-sam," I stutter, pressing my palms against his shoulder to try and get him off me. "You have been drugged," I tell him. I really don't know if I expected my admission to snap him out of whatever trance he has been placed him. It is no surprise when nothing of that nature happens.

Sam presses his nose harder into my neck, fully sniffing me. "Fuck," he breathes out in a low voice, and I suddenly feel something poking my hip. I shift uncomfortably, attempting to move away from it, when Sam lets out a sharp breath from above me, which is followed by a deep groan. His tongue slips out and licks down on the mark he gave me.

I'm biting down on my bottom lip at this point to hold back sounds that, unfortunately, don't feel like screams.

"Sam, you need to snap out of this," I beg. Another attempt to get him to get back to his senses.

Sam's hand slides down my body and... he cups my breast. I stiffen, my body freezing at that moment as my brain shuts down. He gropes my breast, and his thumb swipes across my nipples through my bra. And...I moan. I throw my head back and let out a loud aching moan. My eyes slide shut in shame.

Sam lets out a dark chuckle. "You're exquisite," he mumbles.

Elena Wakefield has spent three years trapped in a one-sided relationship with Emmanuel Mitchell—a man who loves her sister, but uses her body. After countless heartbreaks and three forced abortions, she's pregnant again… and desperate to keep the baby. But when Emmanuel demands she get rid of it—for Lilith's sake—Elena realizes she's never truly mattered.
What begins as quiet endurance spirals into betrayal, manipulation, and bloodshed. Lilith, the perfect daughter and Emmanuel's beloved, returns not just to reclaim her place—but to destroy Elena piece by piece.
When Elena loses everything—her child, her dignity, her future—there's nothing left to fear. And when they come for her kidney to save Lilith, she finally says no.
This time, Elena won't beg.
She won't kneel.
She'll make them bleed.

Nina discovers that she is pregnant after a one-night stand with a stranger who turns out to be a rich and powerful quintessential playboy and her new boss.

“Morgan Rice did it again! Building a strong set of characters, the author delivers another magical world. ONLY THE WORTHY is filled with intrigue, betrayals, unexpected friendship and all the good ingredients that will make you savor every turn of the pages. Packed with action, you will read this book on the edge of your seat.”--Books and Movie Reviews, Roberto MattosFrom Morgan Rice, #1 Bestselling author of THE QUEST OF HEROES (a free download with over 1,000 five star reviews), comes a riveting new fantasy series.In ONLY THE BOLD, the epic finale to the Way of Steel, Royce finds him transformed after looking into the magic mirror. Has he gained the ultimate wisdom? Or has he gone mad?The mirror reveals many secrets, and Royce finds himself heading towards his father’s hiding place. Will he meet his father for the first time?Genevieve and Royce’s tragic romance finally comes to a head, culminating in a surprise twist that will change both of their lives forever.And amidst all of this comes the epic battle with the king’s armies, one that will determine the fate of the land—and the kingship—once and for all.ONLY THE BOLD weaves an epic tale of friends and lovers, of knights and honor, of betrayal, destiny and love. A tale of valor, it draws us into a fantasy world we will fall in love with, and appeals to all ages and genders. Please visit www.morganricebooks.com for updates about the release of Morgan’s forthcoming fantasy series.

They called him a "flickering candle" in a world of eternal ice.

Asher was born an anomaly among the vampire aristocracy, a high-born noble with a beating human heart. In a society that worships the cold and the dead, his warmth was a mark of shame. Betrayed by his kin and stripped of his rank, he was cast into the "Blood Pits" to be drained and forgotten.

But the aristocrats made a fatal mistake. They didn't realize that while their ancient blood is stagnant and cold, Asher’s heart is a Living Forge. Every beat of his heart refines his blood into a concentrated, golden energy that hasn't been seen since the age of the First Progenitors.

Asher isn’t just fighting for survival, though. He is driven by the memory of Charlotte, the daughter of the High Sovereign and the most beautiful woman in the Night Realm. To the world, she is a Frozen Goddess, untouchable and cold. To Asher, she is the only person who ever looked at him with something other than disgust.

Now, as Charlotte is used as a pawn in a political marriage to the man who ruined him, Asher’s blood begins to boil. He will tear his way out of the pits, evolve through the ranks of the undead, and burn down the old world to claim his place at her side.

The Failure is coming back for his throne. He will prove that the strongest steel isn't found in the grave, it’s forged in the pulse of the Iron Blood.

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 never meant to want him. Gianni Rossetti—tattooed, dangerous, twice my age, and my best friend’s father.

He was supposed to be off-limits. Untouchable. The kind of man you only fantasize about when you’re alone in the dark with your hand between your thighs.

But the night I caught him eating another woman alive by the pool, I couldn’t look away.
And he knew it.
The moment his dark eyes locked on mine through the glass, I became prey. His filthy smirk promised one thing—he saw me touching myself to him, and he wasn’t about to let me forget it.

Now, every time I’m in his house, I can’t breathe without thinking of his mouth between my legs.
I left my cheating boyfriend behind, only to fall into something even more dangerous:
a man who could ruin me, break me, and make me beg for his cock while his own daughter sleeps in the next room.

He’s too old. Too powerful. Too forbidden.
But Gianni doesn’t ask—he takes.
And I don’t want him to stop.

My name is Arabella. I sold 20 years of my life to become a vampire’s attendant after my father’s death in order to help my family. I should have been scared of blood and fangs, but instead, I long for my master's touches.

What I didn't know was that my desire for him would bring me nothing but destruction.


“You taste delicious.” He licks his lips, pulling me closer to him.
The warmth of his skin against mine, and the soothing rhythm of his beating heart calms me a bit. I relax my shoulders and lie there with my head on his chest.
“Ara, I'm your master and it’s my responsibility to keep you safe, but I failed today.”
His words sound sincere, and I really wish I could believe him.
But all vampires are monsters.
He just happens to be the monster I wish I could trust.

My Vampire Master: A Contract of Blood and Lust is created by Angeline Hartwood, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The child I brought into this world through sheer determination now calls my husband's mistress "mother"; the youth who slew my father for my sake and was imprisoned, now confines me beyond the threshold, forcing me to hear his carnal symphony with his stepmother. Only then did I comprehend: the sixteen-year-old boy who committed patricide for me had long perished within the prison walls.

I thought I was a powerless human in a school full of witches, heirs, and monsters.
Until a black magician tried to kill me.
Until my blood awakened.
Until the boy with phoenix fire knelt bleeding in my arms—and I brought him back from death.
Now everyone wants my secret.
And someone wants me dead.

My adopted sister, Cordelia, conspired with her biological mother to harvest my organs alive, yet she had the audacity to claim I paid thugs to rape her.
My biological parents didn't bother to ask for the truth. They cursed me, calling me a vicious bastard, and threatened to break my legs.
My fiancé, Caspian, coldly announced the cancellation of our engagement, declaring he would marry the very murderer who killed me.
I had been dead for exactly three days. No one cared. My body was rotting back in a moldy storage room.
Through it all, my soul was trapped in the manor, forced to witness this absurd farce.
But what they didn't expect was that when they finally learned of my death—
Everyone went completely insane.

BLURB

She is the nerd nobody cares about.

He is the hockey team captain and the popular guy on campus.

She's always an object of ridicule.

He is always there to save her.

He is her enemy.

She is the one girl that is able to catch his attention.

Their worlds couldn't have been more different.

Everything goes down the drain when Skylar falls in love with the one boy she is supposed to guard her heart around.

And even messier when the one person she hates the most in school not only stands up for her but kisses her as though his life depends on it.

What starts out as a contract becomes too real to be true, especially when she finds out her perfect golden boy is not just good on ice but rides his bike like he was born with the brakes.

A biker gang prince, a nerd guru, and secrets that come crashing down on them.

Their love gets forbiddenly sweeter when the biker prince finds out that everything Skylar has suffered is traced back to his bloodline.

No matter how far I ran, no matter how deep I hid, I knew one truth… He would always find me.

Knock. Knock.

I jolted up from my sitting position, with my heart hammering in my chest.

Just as I was saying... He had found me.

But by the time he broke down the rickety door, I was already standing and facing him with a knife to my wrist.

I'd rather die than return home with him as his mate.


Eve thought she and her mother had successfully escaped her abusive father by getting married to the former Alpha of a pack far away from where they lived.

But all her hopes were cut short the moment she realized her new stepbrother, Alpha Saint, who was also the current Alpha of her new pack, was the same man she had a one-night stand with eight months ago, along with his best friend, Beta Kyrie. And on that fateful night, she had stolen very valuable items from these men.

Hated and controlled by her stepbrother, who saw her as nothing but a thieving whore, Eve decided to find solace in Kyrie, who was already falling madly in love with her. But Saint would rather fight his bestfriend to the death than let him anywhere close to the woman he was secretly obsessed with from the day he set eyes on her.

All hell was let loose when Eve turned twenty-one and found out that not only was she mated to the man she loved and desired – Kyrie. She was also mated to her overly possessive stepbrother, whom she dreaded with her life.


TRIGGER WARNING!

This is a dark romance novel, which might contain some unsettling themes rated 18+. It is everything dark and forbidden. Please, be guided.

I pursued Kaelzen, Alpha of the Frostfang Tribe, for four years and was about to marry him, only to expose his deception shortly before the wedding. A serious head injury erased all my memories of him. My family arranged a new marriage with the Duskthorn Tribe heir, and I agreed, planning to leave once the Ash Gate opens in seven days. Unaware of my memory loss, Kaelzen still treats me arrogantly, yet he is just a stranger to me now.

My husband is an angel on an earthly trial. Every time he feels something for me, he endures divine punishment — like his chest is being ripped open from the inside.

But he told me he'd take that pain gladly, as long as it was for me.

He left a mark on my collarbone. Activate it when you're in danger, he said, and I'll rip through anything to get to you.

I believed him.

Then came a mission where I got grabbed by an armed fugitive gang and held in an abandoned warehouse for three straight days of torture and abuse.

No water. No sleep. The tendons in my hands and feet cut one by one.

Half-dead, I used the last of my strength to activate the mark.

And I heard him talking to his angel companion.

"Beckett, why did you give those people Demi's location? You know what they'll do to her."

He didn't even flinch. "She'll be fine. She's the Chosen One — she can't die. They were going after Macie. I didn't have a choice. Once this mission's over, I can petition to stay on earth. I'll make it up to Demi. She gets it."

So that's the price of being understanding. Dying inside a trap he built for me.

My heart just shatters. And I stop fighting.

In my last life, my younger brother made a contract with an S-rank ghost, but it turned out to be completely useless, while I contracted a B-rank ghost, the Starving Ghost, which could not only devour monsters but also consume other awakened humans' ghost servants to evolve.
Under my protection, my family went from scavenging for scraps to living in a luxury mansion inside the government safe zone.
But on the eve of a ghost tide attack, I was prepared to stay behind and defend the base while sending my parents, my sister, and my younger brother away first.
Instead, they killed me, all to take my Starving Ghost so they could have an easier time surviving on the road.
After I died, they didn't even have time to tame the Starving Ghost before it devoured every one of them.
When I opened my eyes again, I had somehow returned to the day we formed our ghost contracts, and this time, my younger brother chose the Starving Ghost.

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

After years of marriage, my husband and son never once treated me like I mattered.
In their eyes, there was only another woman.
When I heard them talking about abandoning me again, I finally hit my limit.
So I asked for a divorce.
From that day on, I lived for myself—and myself alone.

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

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

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

As a housewife, I never forgot a single milestone: every wedding anniversary, my husband’s 7th career anniversary, and the birthdays of my husband and daughter. Yet, my own birthday was always ignored. Both my husband and daughter only cared about that outsider woman. Finally, one day, I chose to walk away and revive my vintage shop business. Now... they are the ones filled with regret.

In my past life, they drained my blood, kicked me off the rooftop, and said, "Waste doesn't deserve to live."

Reborn into the apocalypse, I opened my palm, and seven beams of primal energy pierced the sky. The woman who cried out "the best in the world" to me just ten minutes ago couldn't even produce a spark now. The brother who wore the boots I sewed and called me trash was being chased and bitten by mutants like a stray dog, his leg broken.

They came to me with memories of their past lives, demanding, "Why did you steal our special abilities?"

In front of thousands of people, I unleashed a net of lightning, scorching those who came to block my way. They knelt in the mud, their heads bleeding from kowtowing; Elena covered her mouth, which had been slapped clean, and David trembled on his single leg, leaning on a rusty steel pipe—yet they couldn't even climb over the iron thorns surrounding my tower.

Later, they rotted into a pile of mud in the arena and among the hordes of corpses, and I didn't even look back.

Until a horde of millions of zombies besieged the city, I went out alone with my sword and shattered the zombie king with a single strike.

The entire ruins knelt down.

They thought I had stolen the light.
No. I was just a fire that burned away what should have been garbage.

I overheard my husband tell his business partner, “I let Aria get pregnant for fun, not like I ever planned on letting them live, the babies make perfect specimens for Vivian’s research.”
The same day I discovered I was pregnant for the fifth time.
I used to believe he was my protector.
This time, I gathered proof of everything he’d done and made sure the truth destroyed him before I started my new life.

Ninety-nine lashes. That was the price of loving the Alpha’s son.

Bettoni Williams gave everything to Ardon. Her heart. Her trust. Her dignity. In return, he accused her of witchcraft, stripped her of her rank, and watched as she was whipped ninety-nine times in the public square.

Broken, disowned, and demoted to a Gamma, Bettoni swore she would never trust a royal again.
She planned to rot in the slums, to remain invisible and forgotten.

But fate, and a bored Alpha Commander, had other plans.

When the kingdom's most feared war hero, Commander Zachery, returns home, Alpha Jaceon fills the grand hall with silk-dressed noblewomen and forces him to choose a wife before the blood moon or lose everything he has. Annoyed, Zachery slips out the back. Bettoni, hiding from the feast in a dark alley, stumbles upon him in a moment that would make any sensible woman run. She doesn't run, but calls him a wild animal to his face, and this only makes him immediately obsessed with her.

He drags her into the feast by the wrist, declaring;

"You're going to be my Commandress tonight."

Now, Bettoni is trapped in a marriage with a brute who collects wives like trading cards. Zachery is uncouth, violent, and dangerously seductive. He treats the palace like a playground and his brother, the King, like a joke.

Bettoni intends to use this monster to climb back to the top and destroy the family that ruined her. But Zachery is not a ladder. He is a cliff. And he has no intention of letting his new sweetheart go.

Revenge is a dish best served cold. But the Commander likes his nights scorching hot.

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️ ⚠️ Content Warning (18+): This story contains 18+ content including explicit erotica, and mentions of sexual violence .

“When done properly, this position can be most satisfying for a woman because it allows deep penetration."
I open my mouth to respond, but all that comes out is a staggered breath and a small sigh. He chuckles, a low, rough rumble and then leans down and kisses the middle of my back.
I feel the tip of him again at my entryway. He pushes in slightly, and my body comes to life again. My muscles react to his presence, contracting and loosening, as if my body is trying to suck him deep inside.
He's my husband's boss, so this is supposed to be wrong.
So why does it feel so right?


Braxton Merriweather always gets what he wants. Now, he wants her--Julia Thompson, the wife of one of his workers. From the moment he first laid eyes on her, he knew he had to possess her in every way.
When Jeff Thompson takes him up on the bargain he proposes, Braxton is shocked. He's even more surprised when Mrs. Thompson agrees.
But now that he's had a taste of her, he wants more. How can he possess a woman who's already married to someone else?

Julia feels trapped by her marriage to her high school sweetheart. In the two years since they've been married, he's changed, and not for the better. When billionaire Braxton Merriweather shows interest in her, she's flattered. And intrigued. Is it possible that one of the richest men in the world could really want her?
And if so... what does she do about her husband?
One Weekend with the Billionaire is a sexy story for mature readers.

The President’s daughter. Two professional athletes. One colossal scandal. They'll prove that two bad boys are better than one.

I despise arrogant bad boys, especially when they move in next door, loud and obnoxious. Even if they are muscular, tattooed, and dangerously attractive.

I’m the epitome of a good girl – successful, responsible, and intelligent. I have to be; the entire nation is watching.

I am the daughter of the President of the United States.

Dating one filthy, cocky, possessive football player would be a scandal of epic proportions.

Falling for TWO arrogant athletes during my father's re-election campaign?

That's a whole different level of trouble.

I’m in double the trouble.

After spending a night with a strange man on the day before her wedding, Arianna left the country to start her life afresh.
The 22-year-old Arianna Jason lived her life pleasing those she loved the most, without knowing that she was simply a prey being nurtured for the day of her ruin.
Her life has tasted the butter pill of betrayal. She wants to give back to the world what she's got but how can she change her good, innocent personality to fit into a cruel society and world? Can her sweet nature be contaminated, or will she make it through, paddling on the right path?

Isabella Monte is distraught when her family loses everything. Determined not to lose her parents, she swore on her father's hospital bed to get back all they had lost.
However her father told her that it was futile as their suffering was caused by Angelo Flores, the wealthiest bachelor in Panama.
Angelo would stop at nothing to completely get rid of the Monte's as he blames them for the death of his parents and sister. While at the hospital with her father, Isabella is visited by none other than Angelo and a deal is placed before her.
"Marry me and I will let your family go." Against her father's will, Isabella agrees to Angelo's demands. Her hatred for him is stronger than ever as she vows to make him pay for her family's suffering.
But, what happens when Isabella finds herself falling for the enemy?
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT

Kelly Brook thought her secret marriage to Anderson Grant would shield her from her previous scandal, but everything crumbled when she discovered Anderson’s betrayal—a hidden affair with her estranged twin sister, Kate. Forced to announce her own divorce, Kelly struggles to hold her composure as she faces public judgment and private heartbreak. With her resources tied to Anderson’s career and overshadowed by her sister. Kelly must decide whether to fight for redemption or let her past destroy her future.

Kelly Brook thought her secret marriage to Anderson Grant would shield her from her previous scandal, but everything crumbled when she discovered Anderson’s betrayal—a hidden affair with her estranged twin sister, Kate. Forced to announce her own divorce, Kelly struggles to hold her composure as she faces public judgment and private heartbreak. With her resources tied to Anderson’s career and overshadowed by her sister. Kelly must decide whether to fight for redemption or let her past destroy her future.

My name is Hazel, the only child of my parents as they have no male child. I am the opposite of other girls, brave, strong, active, beautiful, just name it.

My life became uneven when I found out that I am a mate to one of the triplet alpha's after the blue moon. What's more frightening is that I seem to have some hidden mysterious power and a destiny that I cannot escape...

With the revelation of my true mate came problems and along side those problems came secrets we never knew about and these secrets will change our lives forever.

As the enemies piled up, I must embrace my fate to protect the people I love in this war between the werewolves and the demons.

First book of a two part series

Aaron was a sociopath. He was manipulative. He played me and I danced to his tune. I fell in love with him, I fell deep into the ploy of his plan. Furious tears ran down my cheeks as I felt my blood boil. I remained calm, I couldn't betray the rage I felt.

A house burns in the dead of night. A boy screams from inside. Another is arrested on the spot. But neither of them set that fire.

Weeks earlier, Nathan Rourke, a worn-out defense attorney from the city, returned to Hollow Creek—his haunted Southern hometown—after his brother’s sudden death. What was supposed to be a temporary visit becomes permanent when he uncovers chilling truths about the town he left behind.

Nathan takes on two high-profile cases: Elijah Moore, a wealthy teen accused of murdering his father, and Jace Carter, a poor foster kid charged with arson. But in a town where no one is ever found guilty, Nathan finds himself caught between lies passed off as justice, buried family secrets, and a decades-old system built on silence.

As Nathan digs deeper, the lines between his past and present blur. The deeper he searches, the more dangerous it becomes—not just for him, but for the boys whose lives depend on him.

Yesha has been brokenhearted many times because of love just because she can't give herself to any of her former boyfriends. Yes, she is still a virgin; at the age of 22, she's still a virgin, and out of despised and also with the help of the influence of alcohol, she gave herself to a complete stranger, a handsome stranger that turned out to be her boss!! Her boss would do everything just to have her as his woman!

“The forest doesn’t just remember the dead… it calls them back.”

When former LAPD detective Dahlia Quinn arrives in the fog-choked town of Woodhollow, she expects quiet. Closure. Maybe redemption.
What she finds is a corpse twitching in a grave, a mysterious local man who flipped her world upside down, and whispers that bleed through the trees at night.

Three towns. Four stories.
One ancient forest.
And a girl named Amy—once dragged into a black stream and never truly returned.

Now, decades later, something monstrous is being reborn from the pieces she left behind—inside a killer’s hands, a lover’s chest, a golden girl’s smile. And Dahlia is about to learn that some things don’t stay buried.

Some things want you to dig.

Terrifying, addictive, and drenched in dread, The One Who Never Left is a supernatural horror-thriller where curiosity is fatal, the forest is alive, and death is just the beginning.

Love can bind. Love can break. Sometimes, it even curses.

In this haunting anthology of paranormal romance and horror, six interwoven tales explore the beautiful, brutal, and often terrifying power of desire. From ghostly lovers to deals forged with death, from divine destinies to deadly obsessions, each story pulls a thread tighter in a tapestry of secrets, sacrifice, and unholy passion.
Story One: Seven-A sorority sister’s twisted “gift” tears a sacred sisterhood apart.
Story Two: Ghosted-A first grade teacher falls for a awkwardly charming stranger—who died years ago.
Story Three: Femme Fatale-A seductive killer unspools the truth behind her blood-stained love affairs.
Story Four: The Saboteur's Heart-A billionaire Athlete plot's to win the nerdy girl’s heart—no matter the cost
Story Five Mercy: A dying man meets Death... and recognizes her face.
Story Six: The Chosen Four- Four girls are chosen by God for a mission that will determine the fate of Earth

Six strings bind them. One curse connects them all
(Mature) (18+)(Trigger Warnings)

Catastrophe brought them together.

Leandro's from his unfaithful fiancee. The woman whom he thought was different from all the women who have come and gone in his life has no difference at all. Worst than all of them.

And Lorianne is from the tragedy. Her excited vacation turned into a nightmare when the cruise ship she was boarded waved goodbye from the surface of the ocean.

I don't have friends, and I'm yet to develop the need for them. After what happened last year, I learned friends can stab you in the back, and I've never fully recovered from it.

The last year taught me a bitter lesson- never trust anyone. Not even friends because they will do anything to destroy you, even when you did absolutely nothing wrong to them.

Ora Marshal is a nineteen-year-old history university student. Her first day doesn't go as planned after seeing the man that she thought she would never see again. Her history professor, whom she has a crush on. His attitude had changed to a cold manner towards her after the incident that happened the previous year. The past events catch up with her and the fear that she has to endure. They are both hurting on the inside. Can Ora handle the semester in his class? Can they work through it? Will she be able to tell him the truth about the incident? What happens when he returns her feelings? Can they heal each other?