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After dying in the crash of a flight to Berlin, what Joana didn't expect was to be reincarnated in the 16th century as the wheelchair-bound mistress of a Spanish marquis.
While she tries to adapt to her new life with its physical limitations, a marriage contract with the callous Duke of Barcelona will be her only chance of getting rid of her tormentor.
But what does Joana have to offer Fernando Casanova to make him accept the marriage for three months?
In this journey of redemption and second chances, when Joana remembers who she really is, she will know that feelings of pain and love are the guiding threads of her very existence.

After a brutal on ice fight destroys his reputation, arrogant hockey captain Kai Ryder is forced by his university and sponsors to join a campus reality show designed to rebuild his image.

The only problem is that the producers choose Lena Brooks as his fake girlfriend.

The same Lena Brooks who publicly wrote an article calling him “the most selfish athlete on campus.”

Now they must pretend to be the university’s perfect couple in front of cameras 24/7 while hiding how much they genuinely dislike each other.

But behind the staged dates, scripted kisses, and viral interviews lies the truth:

Kai is struggling with grief and anger after his brother’s death and Lena is secretly drowning under family pressure and financial problems that could force her to leave school.

The more they fake their relationship for the cameras, the more real their feelings become and when a devastating secret from the night of Kai’s scandal resurfaces, their relationship, futures, and hearts are put at risk.

Annabel's world is shattered when she catches her boyfriend, Steven, in bed with another woman. Betrayal devastates her, but the pain escalates when she discovers she's pregnant with his child. A dedicated cardiac surgeon, she forces herself to focus on work, putting the emotional debris aside. But her dreams of a controlled life are shattered when she's abducted outside her hospital.

When Annabel arrives, she is miles from home—in the center of Italy, a captive of one of the most infamous mafia families. She soon finds out why she was abducted: Pinky, Don Raffaele's youngest sister, has a fatal heart condition, and Annabel is the only doctor skilled enough to save her. This is no kindness, though—that's an order, and refusing is not an option.

He had me pinned against the wall, his fingers skimming over my ass before gripping it, roughly and possessively. His smirk was infuriating, full of that insufferable confidence he always had.

“It’s just a marriage for a year,” Zayn murmured, his voice rich with amusement. His grip tightened. “Sex, no feelings. Divorce when it’s done. What’s got you hesitating? Scared you’ll fall in love with me again, or scared I’ll ruin this ass of yours?”

I rolled my eyes, even as heat licked up my spine. “Why the hell would I be scared?” I shot back, smirking. “I’ve taken bigger cocks than yours.”

His smirk faltered—annoyance? Amusement? I didn’t care. My hand slid between us, gripping the hard length straining against his slacks. His breath hitched, and in return, I gave him a slow, deliberate squeeze.

“Sex, huh?” I leaned in, my lips brushing his ear. “Let’s see if you can even satisfy me.”

...
Roth never thought he’d see Zayn Sanchez again, not after their brutal breakup, not after he was forced into selling his body just to survive. But fate had other plans. When Zayn, now the heir to the Sanchez Conglomerate, paid a ridiculous sum just to have him for a night, Roth told himself it was just business. One night. No strings.

Then his estranged family called, dangling his mother’s belongings as bait. But their true intention was clear—they wanted him to marry Zayn Sanchez, the new richest man in town.

Zayn didn’t just want a husband. He wanted an ally, someone to play along while he slowly took over Calloway Industries, Roth’s family’s prized company. In return, he promised Roth half of everything he acquired. No emotions. Just strategy. Just sex.

But fucking your ex is never just sex.

Three years ago, I was in a car crash that killed both my parents and shattered my legs beyond repair. The doctors said I'd never walk again.

When I had nothing left, he appeared like some kind of savior. He paid for everything, brought me to his private research facility, took care of me.

He told me he loved me, broken body and all. We got married. He was perfect to me.

There was just one catch. His sister. Not even blood related, just some girl he grew up with. She had some rare blood disease, and turns out I had the exact blood type she needed. So I gave blood. Bone marrow too. Over and over.

I thought I owed him my life. For three years, I let them stick needles in me, drain whatever they needed. I thought that was love.

Until today, when I found a video on his phone from three years ago.

In the footage, one of his men reports back: "The crash was clean. Her parents are dead. Her legs are destroyed, just like you wanted."

His voice, cold as ice: "Good. As long as her blood keeps Cora alive, that's all that matters. She's got no one and nowhere to go. She'll have to stay."

The accident that killed my parents and destroyed my legs wasn't an accident at all. He planned it.

So I planned my own death. And when he saw my body, the man who dragged me into hell finally lost his mind.

My husband has only sexual desire for me, without any love. He doesn't even want to have a child with me.
Not only that, but he also flirts with other women outside. He has deeply hurt my heart.
I want to escape from him; I want to be a strong and independent woman. However, he has no intention of letting me go...
（I highly recommend a captivating book that I couldn't put down for three days and nights. It's incredibly engaging and a must-read. The title of the book is "The Billionaire's Daughter" You can find it by searching for it in the search bar.）

Struck by a mysterious illness and burdened by a heartbreaking past, Luna Xane, a poor girl has only one wish before she dies: to find a man whom she will love and adore but in return, the man will not love her.

Enter Alexandra Qinn, a cold-hearted billionaire who doesn't believe in love and has no room for it in his busy schedule. When fate brings these two very different people together, their worlds collide in unexpected ways.

As Luna and Alexandra begin to navigate their complicated relationship, they discover that they each have something the other needs.
He needs her for pleasure…

She needs him to live…

Will they be able to overcome their differences and find a way to be together?

Sapphire.

I despise him, truly despise him. Yet, there was a time, in what feels like another era, when I loved him so intensely that life without him seemed unimaginable. He was my oxygen; I craved him. I believed I would wither away without him.

Why wouldn't I? He swore eternal love, comparing it to the enduring stones of the pyramids. Massive, resilient, standing for centuries against rain, shine, or sandstorms. I constructed my dreams on those stones, envisioning children playing and a Christmas table surrounded by laughing grandchildren.

But he lied.

In one cruel move, he betrayed me, shattering my beautiful dreams into a million pieces. Now, the spiteful man has returned with an indecent proposal. I won't accept it. Never, even if my body yearns for his lips, mouth, hands, skin...

No, Zade.

You might be the most attractive man I've ever seen, but I won't give you a second chance to destroy me.

I came to destroy him. I didn’t expect to be his fated mate.
Two years ago, Sienna Blackwood was rejected by her pack and the man she called father. Now she lives in the human world, hiding her wolf, surviving on rage and revenge.
When she lands a job as assistant to Damon Valkor, a ruthless billionaire CEO buying up land her pack has guarded for centuries she sees her chance. Infiltrate his company. Steal his secrets. Bring him down.
But Damon isn't what he seems. He's cold, commanding, and dangerously attractive. He watches her like he owns her. He touches her like he's starving for it. And when he pins her against the wall and demands the truth, Sienna's wolf rises for the first time in years.
Because Damon Valkor isn't human.
He's an Alpha.
And she's his fated mate.
He rejects her on instinct. She walks away with a broken heart and a burning need for vengeance. But when an old enemy returns to claim her and a darker threat emerges from Damon's past, they're forced to fight together.
She was sent to destroy him.
Instead, she might just save him.
A complete 75,000-word novel with high heat, twisty plot, and a HEA.

Dive into In Love with the CEO, a thrilling romance where love conquers secrets and trials! Alex, a fierce, independent woman, is shaken when she uncovers a dossier exposing her past, testing her trust in Alexander, her protective, passionate CEO husband. Their fiery bond faces a stormy pregnancy, wild cravings (mustard on cookies, seriously?), and buried family wounds. Through hilarious spats, heart-wrenching reconciliations, and a dramatic delivery, Alex learns to forgive—her mother, her past, and herself. With young Julia, a pregnant sister-in-law, and mischievous twins, this vibrant saga celebrates resilience and love’s triumph. Weddings, births, tears, and laughter weave an addictive tale that pulls you in. From tender moments to steamy nights, this story is a must-read for fans of modern romance and intense family drama. Get swept away by a journey where love always wins—join Alex and Alexander’s unforgettable adventure!

Nina Caulfield has sworn not to meet Luca de Milano again. After all, her mother is the mistress who caused the divorce of his parents. When she reaches eighteen, her mother announces her wedding which will be held in Spain next year. Now that she's busy preparing for the wedding, Nina has no choice but to live with Luca until she graduates. Luca de Milano, Merger and Acquisition CEO of Milano Inc., is forced to be a guardian of the reminder of his broken view of a perfect family.
A hapless girl with no redeeming qualities and her future stepbrother striving for perfection.
Now, what happens when these two get stuck together under the same roof for a year?

Emily Carter thought she could leave her past behind when she finally ended her secret affair with Alexander Hayes, the powerful and ruthless CEO who dominated her life for five years. Determined to start over, Emily rebuilds herself, finds new love, and, for the first time, feels she has control over her own life.But Alexander Hayes is not a man who accepts defeat. Consumed by obsession and regret, he returns, determined to win Emily back, even if it means breaking all the rules. To him, Emily is not just a memory of the past but an essential part of his present—and he will do whatever it takes to keep her in his life, no matter the cost.Caught between overwhelming desire and the shadows of the past, Emily and Alexander find themselves in a battle of wills and emotions that will test their limits. Can she resist the man who marked her so deeply, or will she be drawn back into the seductive and dangerous world of the CEO who never stopped loving her?

In my past life, I stood on the execution platform, watching the entire city—brainwashed by the Saintess—smile as they willingly degenerated into ghouls.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to exactly one month ago.

I smashed the knight's sword that symbolized my honor. Dragging a high-tier ghoul into my basement, I slashed my left wrist open with a heavy blade.

Stripping away all the Holy Light protecting my body, I brutally shoved my bleeding wrist straight into the ghoul's gaping maw.

My bones let out muffled, explosive cracking sounds as they were eroded by the tyrannical ghoul virus. I crushed the reinforced steel bedframe out of shape with my bare hands.

（There is a lot of sexual and stimulating content， minors are not allowed to read!!!）
Victoria was raised in the mountains where she was abandoned. After her father's accidental death, her mother remarried a wealthy man.
Upon being brought to the city, she discovered that her mother wasn't heartless, but had given all her love to her favored stepdaughter.
Victoria was then married off to the unconscious Edward. Who would have thought that on her wedding night, she would have her pants taken off by her 'vegetative' husband Edward?
Help! If only she had known, she wouldn't have treated Edward. After he recovered, she realized that her husband possessed not only wealth but also a lot of energetic sperm!
Pregnant Victoria, sought after by top doctors, became a prominent figure. Those who had bullied her were in tears. Even the proud Edward was flustered.
This outstanding Victoria was his discovery, so why were people coming forward to claim kinship? Oh well, his wife was too formidable. Whether he was the richest man or not didn't matter; he didn't mind becoming a son-in-law.
Victoria wanted to refuse. She wanted to return to her rightful life and walk the path of a wealthy heiress, with this young and handsome man... No, no! Her back was sore! Edward at home was insatiable!

He was too busy to give attention to his female admirers who had a crush on him. Now, he begging to be loved.

"Margaret..."
Robert groaned my sister's name as he finished inside me.
For three years, I'd lived like a pathetic shadow of Margaret.
He shredded my college acceptance letter. Forced me into the silk dresses Margaret wore before she died. Shoved birth control pills down my throat while I choked on tears.
Everyone said the same thing: "Sophia, you killed Margaret. You owe her your life."
Even my own parents spat the words: "Why wasn't it you who died?"
I swallowed every humiliation, convinced that if I just endured long enough, the truth would surface.convinced that if I just endured long enough, I could finally pay my debt.
Until that rainy night when I heard her voice—Margaret's voice—dripping with casual amusement through a phone call:
"Oh, darling, it was just a joke. Who knew they'd actually fall for it? Watching Sophia crawl at Robert's feet like a dog, wearing my clothes, playing the replacement... honestly, it's the best entertainment I've had in years."
My entire world shattered.
My suffering had been nothing but her twisted game. The man I loved, my own family—they'd all conspired to destroy me, just to make her smile.
I shoved open the private room door. In front of everyone, I slapped Margaret across the face.
"You want to play games? Fine. Let's play."
I spun around and threw the pregnancy test results at Robert, who looked ready to lose his mind trying to keep me there.
"Robert, you don't deserve to be my child's father. Find yourself another replacement—I'm done."
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My name is Jonah Flint, and I sell fish at the Havana docks.
Five years have passed, and everyone still treats me like a dead dog that can still breathe.
Until I saw the wanted poster on the execution ground—red hair, green eyes, and a scar on his face.
My captain is going to be hanged.
I put down the fish knife and dug the trident out of the cellar.
Listen up, Caribbean Sea—the old monster that has been silent for five years is here to collect its debts.

“Go find one of those perfect little she-wolves lined up to mate you. Play your Alpha card on them. I’m sure they’ll beg to be marked..maybe they’ll even let you f—”

“Seliene!” he snapped, his voice a roar as he grabbed my wrist.

“Stop touching me!” I shoved at his chest, voice rising despite the sting in my throat. “Stop acting like you care when all you've ever done is hate me!”

Tears pricked my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. “There are plenty of men who would take me to bed without second-guessing it. Maybe I should let them. Maybe I should—”

His hand tangled in my hair so fast I gasped, and the next thing I knew, my back was against the wall.

Ronan’s eyes were glowing now—not just anger, but something else. Something deeper. His wolf was there, right under the surface, growling low and dangerous.

“Oh?” I taunted, my body betraying me with a subtle tremble of arousal. “What is this? You don’t want me, but no one else should touch me either?”

His growl deepened, vibrating between us, and then his mouth crashed down on mine.

I moaned before I could stop myself, and that only seemed to provoke him further. He pressed harder, his body pinning mine, every inch of him demanding, claiming.

He groaned into my mouth, his thigh sliding between mine and pressing upward. I gasped, my head hitting the wall as pleasure sparked through me.

“Don’t want to touch you?” he growled against my lips. “I want you with every damn breath.”


Seliene, a fierce half-breed hiding heartbreak behind a defiant tongue, and Ronan, the brooding Alpha who once rejected her, ignite in a moment of raw passion and buried longing. Bound by a mate bond they both try to resist, their chemistry is undeniable, dangerous, explosive, and edged with the pain of a love neither dares to admit.

“I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna.”

One single sentence.

One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life.

And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once.

As I’m still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come.

Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky.

My Mates.

But wait…

If I am mated to triplets, how come I’m about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men?

*** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***

"I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you walk into that biology classroom six years ago."

Cedric froze. He thought he was just an anonymous server in a high-end mafia club, wearing a wire for the police to clear his $500,000 debt. But the man sitting in the VIP booth—Gianni Falcone, the most dangerous crime lord in New York—wasn't a stranger. He was Gus Franco, the quiet kid from high school who used to stare at the back of Cedric's neck.

"I watched you waste yourself on people who didn't deserve you," Falcone whispered, his hand cupping Cedric's jaw with terrifying gentleness. "I orchestrated everything. The debt, the job, the desperation. I burned down your world just to clear a path for you to walk into my arms."

Cedric realized too late: He wasn't here to catch a criminal. He was the prize waiting to be claimed.

In my past life, I died in a freezing, damp basement.
The person who destroyed me was Evelina, the daughter of my father’s mistress. She set a trap at a charity gala, dragged my reputation through the mud, and forced me into a hellish marriage—all so she could strip away everything that rightfully belonged to me.
When I opened my eyes again, I was twenty-two. The gala that sealed my fate was happening tonight.
Before the banquet officially began, I seamlessly swapped two champagne flutes, handing her meticulously woven trap right back to her. When the scandal detonated, sending shockwaves through the ballroom, my eyes landed on Killian—the Vance family's notoriously cold-blooded illegitimate son.
The trust fund my mother left me was still firmly under my control. I walked straight up to him and laid my chips on the table.
My enemies had retreated to the shadows, waiting to strike back. But I was going to use their own conspiracies as stepping stones, clawing back everything I owned, one piece at a time.

The three alpha wolves who bullied me
never knew the truth.

I wasn't the quiet boy they tormented.

I was the girl hiding behind my dead brother's name.

And I was their fated mate.


For a year, I lived under my dead brother’s name, hiding my identity and my power.

But on my eighteenth birthday, everything changed.

My disguise shattered.
My power awakened.

And the broken boy they mocked became a legendary Lunar Shadow Wolf.

Now the three alphas who once humiliated me feel every scar they caused.

They want forgiveness.

Too bad.

Because the wolves who once bullied me?

They belong to me now.

And this time—

they’re the ones who will kneel.

They say Caspian Vale has a body count higher than his net worth. I don't care about either.

I only care that my brother's last voicemail spelled his name like a curse.

I didn't apply to Vale Industries for a paycheck. I applied for a funeral.. his.

Then he proposed. Not with a ring but a contract. My mother's hospital wing for my signature on a marriage certificate. I said yes because saying no would've been too easy and dumb.

Here's the thing about monsters okay??
They’re only scary until you see them brush their teeth. Until they hold your hair back. Until they get jealous over a waiter's glance and you realize you like it.

One night and one mistake. Now I'm digging through my brother's past and finding holes I didn't create just because the shooter wasn't Caspian.

The shooter was aiming at me.

But Caspian? He just took the blame like a man who's been waiting to fall.

I came to destroy a king. I didn't expect to find a martyr wearing a crown of thorns and a wedding band I can't take off.

In that case, let the game begin.

To give my daughter, Lily, a childhood connected to nature, I put on worn-out overalls and carved out a small vegetable patch at the edge of the estate.
That was until today, when a vicious dog lunged without warning, sinking its teeth into Lily's calf. Blood instantly stained the dirt.
I threw myself over my daughter like a madwoman to protect her, only to be viciously whipped across the face with a diamond-studded leash.
"Where did this lowly gardener come from! You hurt my dog—can your two worthless lives afford to pay for it?"
A young woman in a haute couture white dress, her pregnant belly protruding, sneered and waved her hand. "Where is security? Beat this crazy, pathetic woman and her little thief of a bastard to death, and throw them out of the estate!"
Holding my convulsing daughter, I said, "Beat us to death? Have you asked the master of the estate?"
The woman giggled coquettishly.
"My boyfriend is the master of this estate! With just one word from him, he could crush you like an ant!"
What a coincidence.
The "masters of the estate" she spoke of... I know them both.
One is my husband.
And the other... is my son.

"You aren't pure enough to carry my heir"

Damian only needs one thing, an heir. Not love, not wife, just a child to secure his inheritance. Marriage? Off the table. Love? A distraction. And Vanessa, his friend with benefits is too impure in his eyes to be the mother of his child.

Evelyn, beautiful, innocent, and desperate enough to sign a contract that says she’ll carry his child… the natural way.

Everything is going according to plan, until Vanessa started attending social events and saying she's pregnant too. With Damian's child.

Now two women are carrying his heir. One is fighting for love. The other is fighting to win.
And Damian? He’s about to discover that some deals come with unexpected consequences.

"The Billionaire's Virgin Surrogate" is a sizzling slow burn billionaire romance filled with passion, betrayal, and a dangerous game of hearts—where trust is fragile, and love cuts the deepest.

Lindsey, since childhood, suffered abuse from her family. She fell into a trap orchestrated by her sister Courtney and was taken to a room to be photographed with two men.

At a fashion event, Kyle Pratt spotted his girlfriend with another man. Rage consumed him, and he began drinking heavily. Dizzy from the drinks, he was taken to the room reserved for him in the same venue. On the way, he crossed paths with Courtney, and the room key cards fell to the ground. Nervously, she grabbed the wrong one.

Kyle and Lindsey were found in the same room due to the Pratt surname, leading to a loveless marriage.

Later, Courtney handed Kyle photos of his wife with other men in bed. Enraged, he confronted her to the point of nearly assaulting her. He decided to investigate his wife's life himself and discovered that she was nothing like he imagined. From there, they learned to coexist, and love blossomed between them.

When the marriage deadline arrived, Kyle found himself in a trap and deceived his wife. Heartbroken, she granted him a divorce and left the country.

Five years later, Lindsey returned to avenge her mother's death and reclaim her company.

In the boardroom of the textile company Rose S.A., Kyle saw a confident and elegant woman walk in. From that moment, he is determined to win back his wife, but three mischievous little ones won't make it easy for him.

The two met in the past at the Auxier kingdom and fell in love with the blessing of the other protectors. Their adventures begin, and after Nivia's passing, one of the Nine Protectors, Lucas Collymore, waits for nearly decades for Nivia Genesis to be reincarnated because he knows they will meet again. Fast forward to the present day, Lucas is now aware of Nivia's reincarnation is so, and another journey is about to begin for the two couples, along with the other protectors against the Blawnox.

The world changed when the Black Tower appeared on every continent.

Inside the tower were floors filled with monsters, gods, curses, relics and hard trials.

People had to climb the tower to survive.

Many groups, called Guilds formed.

Some kingdoms even fell apart.

The strong people became the leaders.

Adrian Chapman was once the best climber humanity had.

Then he became the biggest traitor.

After reaching Floor 97 Adrian got betrayed by his friends.

He and his friends had been climbing together for twenty years.

They even killed him to get the relic called the Heart of Chronos.

Instead of dying

Adrian goes back twenty years into the past.

This was before the Tower even appeared.

This time he does not want to be a hero.

He wants to become the guy that every climber fears.

He will take all the relics for himself.

He will stop heroes from becoming strong.

He will control kingdoms. Conquer the Tower by himself.

He does not care if people call him a monster.

Three weeks after my son's death, I found the blood-stained cloth doll meant to "ward off disaster" with his name stitched on it.

Right there, in the hands of my husband's mistress, who was giggling as she idly toyed with it.
 
"The psychic said my life force was too weak to keep the baby, and that I needed a substitute to take the curse."
 
"I only sewed Leo's name into the doll. I never imagined... he would actually get sick and die."
 
"Declan, do you think Leo traded his life for our baby's?"
 
Through the crack in the door, the same man who had sobbed until he passed out at the funeral was gently stroking his lover's belly. "He was just unlucky. As long as our baby is safe, that's all that matters."
 
I turned away, pulled up the invitation for Chief Medical Examiner from the International Criminal Court in The Hague that I had shelved for a month, and hit accept.

Every person is born with two shadows: their own, and their Echo—a silent counterpart whose experiences shape their instincts and fears across different timelines. Most never see their Echo. But on the night of a rare astral convergence, Amelie's Echo steps out of her shadow and becomes flesh—manifesting as Dexter, a man with memories of her unborn destiny. After one impossible night together, he vanishes into light. When reality begins to glitch and Dexter returns piece by piece through the shadows of others, Amelie discovers she is a Cartographer of Fate—and that their love is a metaphysical mistake the universe will do anything to correct.

Daisy and Kayla face a lot together after the demise of their mother, they are left helpless and broke.

In the quest for a better life, Kayla finds herself doing things she wouldn't normally do for money to save her dying father.

She gets pregnant by a man she had sex with one night and after that night she never sees him again, she is stuck with a child whom she doesn't know where the father is, do you think she'll get to see him ever again? Will he accept paternity?

My husband, Julian, tells me he's flying to Italy for a month, business trip.
I check the calendar and freeze. His birthday falls right in the middle of that month. Alone, in a country where he knows no one outside of work.
I tell Margaux, my mother-in-law. She doesn't hesitate.
"Then we go," she says. "We surprise him."
My brother Dante is the only family I have left. For years I've told the Whitfields he just runs some business in Italy. They don't know the rest, and they never will if I can help it.
The second we land, I call him, give him the hotel name.
"Got it," he says, distracted. "I've got things to handle first. I'll come see you after."
Margaux and I check out the hotel restaurant before Julian even knows we've landed. Dinner, and a look at how the family's investment is running.
Food's good. Service is fine. Then the bill comes.
I glance down at the bill.
Dinner for two: 180,000.
Market-price seafood surcharge: 45,000.
Imported wine corking fee: 20,000.
Private dining ambiance fee: 60,000.
A dozen more line items after that, none of them making any sense.
Numbers that don't make sense. Charges I don't recognize. Margaux and I trade a look.
"Get us the manager," I say. "Now."
A woman walks over, chin already tilted up.
"I am the manager," she says. "If you can't pay, what's the point of complaining?"
I almost laugh. What kind of place is my own family running here?
"I'll take this up with the owner myself," I say.
She smiles, slow and pleased. "My husband happens to own this restaurant."
My stomach drops.
This restaurant belongs to the Whitfields. Belongs to Julian.
Since when did my husband become someone else's?

“You’re mine, June.”
“I’m not yours, Mr. Macaulay.”
“You’re mine. Mine alone. Every inch of you belongs to me. I will not have another man touch you, ever,” he growls through gritted teeth.
“I’m not yours. Not until you claim me,” I fire back. “Until then, I’m just a woman who warms your bed… just like I’ll warm other men’s beds too.”
His pupils dilate as his grip tightens around my arm.
“Do not test me, June,” he says, voice low and deadly. “I swear on my life, any man who so much as lays a hand on you… I’ll rip his fingers off and feed them to my dogs.”


June Fontaine had always loved her boyfriend too deeply, giving him her heart even when it tore her apart.
For three years, she lived in the shadow of his ex, a relationship that slowly swallowed her.
Until one night changed everything, and she broke up with him.
Fueled by heartbreak and the bitter sight of her ex moving on like she never mattered, June made a dangerous, impulsive choice that threw her into the arms of a stranger she could not forget—even after she ran from him.
Two weeks later, she saw the stranger again—now richer and more powerful than she could have imagined.
In a city like Las Vegas, men like him do not chase.
They own.
And he wants her.
Obsession becomes possession. Desire becomes dangerous.
He cannot let her go. She cannot stay away.
While he falls for her in a way that feels almost forbidden, he holds back, haunted by a past that refuses to let him claim her.
But she refuses to be hidden.
She refuses to be just another secret in a powerful man’s world.

I can't breathe. Every touch, every kiss from Tristan set my body on fire, drowning me in a sensation I shouldn't have wanted—especially not that night.
"You're like a sister to me."
Those were the actual words that broke the camel's back.
Not after what just happened. Not after the hot, breathless, soul-shaking night we spent tangled in each other's arms.
I knew from the beginning that Tristan Hayes was a line I shouldn't cross.
He wasn't just anyone, he was my brother's best friend. The man I spent years secretly wanting.
But that night... we were broken. We had just buried our parents. And the grief was too heavy, too real...so I begged him to touch me.
To make me forget. To fill the silence that death left behind.
And he did. He held me like I was something fragile.
Kissed me like I was the only thing he needed to breathe.
Then left me bleeding with six words that burned deeper than rejection ever could.
So, I ran. Away from everything that cost me pain.
Now, five years later, I'm back.
Fresh from rejecting the mate who abused me. Still carrying the scars of a pup I never got to hold.
And the man waiting for me at the airport isn't my brother.
It's Tristan.
And he's not the guy I left behind.
He's a biker.
An Alpha.
And when he looked at me, I knew there was no where else to run to.

I was the unluckiest kid in my family—always the one pulling the black-tipped stick from that pretty little "Fairness Jar."
In our house, red meant new dresses, Disneyland, and a goodnight kiss from Mom. Black meant endless chores, lockup in the attic, and the kind of hunger that ate you from the inside out.
Mom loved to stroke my hair in front of the neighbors. "God gives everyone a fair shake," she'd say. "Riley's just a little unlucky, is all."
I believed her for fourteen years.
Until I had an asthma attack and died on that dusty attic floor.
The moment my soul slipped free, I looked down at the overturned Jar, its sticks scattered across the floorboards—and I finally understood why I'd drawn black every single time.

Dorian, my boyfriend of three years, was a partner at a top-tier Boston law firm. He was gentle, refined, and absolutely flawless.
A week ago, he buried his face in my neck late at night, whispering that the city was suffocating him. He wanted to take me back to his hometown to meet Octavia, the grandmother who had single-handedly raised him.
I agreed without hesitation.
But on Crane Island, every night Dorian would slip out of our bed, using Octavia's gout as an excuse.
Until that night. I crept barefoot to Octavia’s door and pressed my ear against the wood.
What I heard wasn’t a sick old woman. It was Dorian’s heavy panting, mixed with the shameless, breathy moans of a young woman...

My wife, the most ruthless godmother in New York's underworld, wants a divorce.
The reason? Her male subordinate's old wound has flared up, and he only has three months to live. She wants to accompany him on his final journey as his wife.
To make room for her new lover, she not only doesn't go home, but even allows him to frame me for a fabricated death sentence.
In the dimly lit underground interrogation room, the backlash from deviating from the proper procedures caused my organs to rapidly fail, and I developed a persistent high fever.
Through the iron bars, she looked at my disfigured body, not recognizing me, but coldly raising her gun and giving the order to execute me herself.
She proudly believed that by clearing the way, she could go back and have a grand wedding with the man who was feigning illness.
Until the last shot, when my breathing stopped completely, she saw the old scar on the back of my left hand—the scar from the severed finger I had left for her.
That once arrogant godmother instantly broke down in tears beside my corpse.

I longed for family affection and true love all my life. I tried my best to get along with my stepbrother Karen, and wholeheartedly loved his friend Nolan. However, my sincerity was trampled into the mud. They conspired to hurt me, spread indecent content to ruin my life, and even broke the last relic left by my grandmother. I suffered countless humiliations and injuries, then chose to leave without saying goodbye. Years later, the two men were trapped in endless regret, but I had already walked out of the shadow of the past. Trust is gone, and so is my tenderness for them.

The day our parents remarried, my entire life descended into unrelenting hell.
Jace, my stepbrother, hated me on sight the second he walked through the front door.
Like a relentless ghost that haunted my every waking moment, he stole every girl I ever cared about, one by one.
I hated him for seven long years, convinced he only got off on grinding me into the dirt. Until that drugged night at the hotel...

Drugged by her own father into sleeping with him, she found herself trapped in a forced and loveless marriage, marked by secrets and betrayals. He had another woman in mind and he went to Europe, abandoning her and their son. Four years later, he returns, but not by choice: the son Liam was born to is seriously ill. The only chance of saving his life is to give birth to a new child, a sacrifice that forces them to confront feelings they swore they would never revisit. Will he once again give in to intimacy with a wife who only exists on paper? What about the woman waiting for him abroad? But... what if forgotten feelings begin to surface, confusing their hearts and their choices?


Nathan wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him. My back was pressed to his chest. His thin lips began to stick to my hair and he began to speak.
“Your back was to me, do you want me to come in another way?”
Nathan lowered his head, he put the tip of his nose close to mine. Our lips almost touched, and breathing was somewhat unsteady.
“Don't you know that with you I'm kind of unable to control myself? I just wanted to sleep with you, to be with you incessantly...”

I saved my husband's life with my left hand—now it's permanently damaged. For five years, he's given me everything except love. Tonight I caught him pleasuring himself to his ex-girlfriend's photo. I'm done being the grateful cripple wife. Time to disappear.

（There is a lot of sexual and stimulating content, minors are not allowed to read!!!）
James, the financial empire king who swore never to marry, was forcibly given a delicate little wife, and his life changed dramatically from then on.
"President, Madam beat up the principal."
James: Are Madam's hands hurt?
"President, Madam made your father so angry he was hospitalized!"
James: Find the best doctor for the old man.
Until one day, when Emily jumped up to start a fight, James grabbed her and held her back.
Emily whimpered: "James, don't you love me anymore?"
James looked helpless: "Be good, wait until you deliver what's in your belly before fighting..."

Ruby finds herself agreeing to be the contracted wife of a man she knew nothing about just to save the life of her sister.

He only calls her when he needs something from her and she's totally unaware about his identity except for his name.

What happens when everyone is trying to find the wife of Jaxon?
How will Ruby react when she realizes that she married the hottest bachelor in the city?

Will they ever be able to fall in love and overcome all obstacles?

What happens when she finds out about a very big shocking secret of his, one that no one knows about?

Find out in Hidden Wife of the Cold CEO

Dear god. I had slept with a CEO. My new Boss. Who I was working directly with.
Cold sweat clung to my skin, and my entire body froze in place.
"Good day." His deep baritone voice sent chills up my spine. His voice seemed to command the entire room at that moment, holding me captive. Clearly I wasn't the only one affected from the way others straightened in response.
Did he choose me because of the night we spent together? Was I jumping to conclusions?
"Yes?" He asked, bringing me back to reality.
Suddenly all the words I thought of flew out of my mind. What was I supposed to say at this moment? Would I bring up the one night stand? Do I ask about the job or why he chose me?
"Thank you for the opportunity...sir?" I finally came up with, bowing slightly.
What was he doing? I swallowed thickly, heart and mind racing. What was he going to say?
"Who are you?"
After a one night stand with a mysterious man, Lilian 'Lily' Grace is left with many questions. Things take a turn when on her first day of work , she finds out that the man she slept with is Alexander Sterling, billionaire CEO and her new boss who she now works as his secretary. To her dismay, meeting him again she finds that he doesn't remember her or the night they shared together. When she discovers that she is pregnant with his child, she has to hide it for the sake of her job. As unknown forces start tracking her, she is slowly brought into a world she has no knowledge of with wolves shadows hiding at every corner. From discovering the truth of Alexander's identity to being hunted down by an enemy with motives only he knows the truth of. Will she unravel the secrets surrounding her?

One catastrophic night, waitress Brianna spilled creamy pasta all over a handsome bastard. After he ordered her to be fired, she kicked him hard in the groin, fled the scene—and swore she'd never see him again.
But destiny has a twisted sense of humor.
To save her sick mother and pay her sister's tuition, Brianna applies for a high-paying executive assistant job at A.C. Organizations. Little does she know, the new boss sitting across the desk is the very man who got her fired—Adrian. He's filthy rich, dangerously handsome, and utterly impossible to please. He hires her, determined to make her pay.
As his ruthless payback blurs into a dangerous temptation, can they keep their battle professional, or will they burn in the sparks flying between them?

Angelo loved her from the very first moment he laid eyes on her. She didn't know who he was and what he did in his past and he loved it that way .It was his past and he wanted her not just for fun but for keeps. If only she stopped running away from him...Cleo didn't want to catch feelings for a guy who was out of her league . He had everything sussed out and she didn't or so she thought . Running was always a safe option but fate had other plans.