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Because of what Leysa Frank witnessed the night before her wedding that really broke her heart. She decided to push her plan of seducing Frederik Wilford for her sister, Diana Frank - Wilford to taste her sweetest revenge for making her feel worthless and unwanted.

On a starry night, Ludwika finds herself at a crossroads between the light and darkness of her desires. Since childhood, dance has been her only passion, a dream fueled by the glow of a mysterious astrologer who predicted a bright future filled with love and art. Now, as a rising star of the Royal Albert Company, Ludwika has the opportunity to dance the solo she has longed for: “The Death of the Swan.”
However, the soloist of her life is none other than Navil Paleta, the enigmatic new choreographer whose presence awakens forbidden feelings in Ludwika. As she prepares to play a role that could make her career, she must also battle the demons of unrequited love and societal expectations: she is engaged to Everth, a fate she does not want.
With each rehearsal under Navil’s command and each page she writes in her secret diary—where she captures her longings, disappointments and the pure magic of her feelings—Ludwika discovers that art is more than movement; it is transformation. Amidst strict routines and unexpected moments of vulnerability alongside Navil, she transcends the everyday and begins to question what “brilliant” really means. Can her muse also be the one who teaches her how to love?
Ludwika makes heart-wrenching decisions between following the path to success or what truly fills her heart. Will Ludwika choose to be true to herself or surrender to convention? Her dance is just beginning… the more she writes and delves into her diary, the more she discovers a new facet within herself… that of becoming a professional writer.

In a world where power defines your future and failure means death, Aeris Thalorian was never meant to survive.

Overshadowed by her prodigy twin sister and ridiculed for her wild, uncontrollable magic, Aeris has only ever wanted to be left alone. But when she’s forced to take part in the deadly Trials to enter Aetherian Academy.. an academy that forges elite magical knights, she somehow passes. Barely.

Thrown into a world of powerful rivals, ruthless training, and ancient secrets, Aeris is determined to stay unnoticed. Until a monstrous attack on the Academy awakens something inside her, something dangerous, rare, and impossible to explain.

Now, all eyes are on her. Especially Kael Thorne, the Academy’s cold and commanding Grand Sovereign, who sees in Aeris a power that could either save their world… or destroy it. As he begins to train her himself, their fates become dangerously intertwined.

As darkness creeps closer and grotesque creatures begin to rise, Aeris must uncover what lies within her magic before it’s too late.

But power always comes with a price.
And some destinies are written in fire.

On the eve of my engagement, I dumped the far-famed alphaking, Jamal, and ran away with another man.I've been blaming myself for his memory loss until he almost killed me in the Deep Forest.After I found out that Jamal's memory loss wasn't real, he panicked.He forced me to watch him make out with another woman.I was sick and he had security kick me out."Stop it, Heaven, amnesia is a leftover trick I play."

Until I passed out in front of him.Until he learned the truth about my departure.

After suddenly being rejected by her mate on her birthday after two years of relationship, Isabelle travels to the territory of humans where she meets her second chance mate who is not quite as he seems.

"Part those legs for me, you little w***e," Miles whispered in Meredith's ear. He entered a finger into her throbbing member before adding a second one.

"You'll be the death of me, Miles," she moaned.

"No, Meredith, you'll be the death of me. I never wanted to own something so badly until I met you. Now, I want to own every inch of your beautiful body."

The story of a girl who lost all hope when her long-time boyfriend decided to end things. She is subjected to taking care of a billionaire who underwent a heart transplant. Their encounter started as a whirlwind of chaos and hate for each other. Slowly, they began to fall in love until they couldn't deny their feelings.

However, Meredith was in search of her missing brother she needed answers to his disappearance. Miles and Meredith's relationship is entwined. How can the billionaire find his second chance at love?

Is there anything you can do about it if your fated mate happens to be the son of the people who you believe killed your parents?

"I, Hades Alexios, the future Alpha of Silver Bow Pack, rejected you, Gloria Alvander as my mate," he stated while looking at me.

I didn't flinch and accept the rejection without hesitation, “Then thanks for your rejection, I, Gloria Lavender, the daughter of Shadow Mystic Pack’s Alpha King, accepted your rejection,”

Gloria was adopted by the Alpha and Luna of the Silver Bow Pack when she was young. And was trained to be a female soldier loyal to the Pack. Although she was regarded as a Beta, she had more power and speed than an Alpha.

The future Alpha of the Silver Bow Pack, Hades Alexios, a possessive and badman, turned out to be Gloria’s mate when she was going to be 18. However, Gloria was rejected by Hades because he prefer a noble mate, not just an adopted girl who was rumored to be someone else's bastard.

As soon as he found out that she was the daughter of the once powerful Pack, he regretted it. He knelt down to apologize and beg her to come back, but Gloria had already met her second chance mate, Apollo Harris. The Alpha of Crystal Blood Pack, the man who had loved at first sight with Gloria in their childhood.

I was but eighteen when I found myself captivated by my best friend’s brother.

At twenty-one, I mustered the courage to confess my feelings. He welcomed me into his bed but never once into his heart.

For three long years, I reassured myself: "Just a little while longer. He will see me in due time."

Then Stella returned—the girl he had always yearned for, even while his hands roamed my body in the shadows.

He greeted her return with champagne and candlelight, and then, locking his gaze upon me amidst a gathering, he coldly declared:

"You crawled into my bed and offered yourself. Don't you see how cheap and pitiable you appear?"

I raised my eyes, meeting his once more.

"I shall no longer trouble you."

I retrieved my phone, navigated to a contact I had seldom engaged—my betrothed by arrangement—and typed: "I consent to the marriage."

When my fiancé left me to burn alive to save his "fragile" white lotus, I thought my story was over.

But death had other plans.

Reborn with memories intact, I watched him make the same fatal choice—abandoning me in the flames for her. This time, I smiled and said, "Go save her."

Because this time, the most powerful Alpha in North America was coming for me.

Derek thought he was discarding a burden. He had no idea he was throwing away his only lifeline.

Now, as I stand beside Lucas in his billion-dollar empire, watching my ex grovel in the gutter, I have just one message: karma is a bitch, and so am I.

In an elite suburb of New York City, girls are dying. That doesn’t happen in Greenvale, with its immaculate lawns, exclusive yacht clubs and multi-million dollar mansions. But behind its perfect façade, its trimmed hedges and luxury cars, a darkness lies. Girls, dependent on Adderall, outmaneuver each other to get into top colleges, while the mothers’ need to live vicariously only makes it worse. Bella DeFranco is one of the Bronx’s top SVU detectives. At only 37, she disarms everyone with her stunning good looks, yet she is as tough as most men—and a lot smarter, too. Yet when is summoned to Greenvale, she finds herself getting lost in a case that even she can’t comprehend. She stumbles into a land of secrets, a place where husbands hide their pasts from their wives, where friends are not what they seem, and where no one wants to know too much. As she digs deeper into layers of suburban dysfunction, she comes to learn that, behind all the fake smiles, there is a subtle violence--rivaling even her crime-ridden streets of the Bronx. With a killer on the loose, time running out, and a new partner who never recovered from his washed-up alcoholic days, the odds are stacked against Bella. She is determined, though, to save these girls, whatever the cost. Yet as she gets close, the depth of psychosis she discovers shocks even her….

Dedicated three years to marriage, I shed the aura of the genius venture queen, pouring all my connections and resources into helping Simon Coldridge, who had nothing, ascend to the position of CEO. I thought this was a testament to our love, until that stormy night when he hung up on my call for help, yet gently opened the car door and styled the hair of the poor student I had funded.
When I confronted him, he disdainfully said, “You’re Mrs. Coldridge. Don’t take her seriously.” He might have thought I would continue to tolerate it like before. When I threw my ten-carat wedding ring into the trash and withdrew funding from the project he valued most, he finally understood that the Aurora Montague who loved him to the point of losing herself was already dead.

I was born the year the Rift opened. They said I would close it. They were wrong about so many things.

My name is Mia, and everything I touch is dying.

The flowers beneath my mother's window turned black overnight. The herbs I gathered at dawn rotted in my hands. When the court wizard finally told me the truth—that someone cursed me, that my presence would kill everyone I love—I realized the prophecy everyone believed was never meant to save the kingdom. It was meant to destroy me.

So I ran. Not to fulfill some destiny, but to survive it.

Now I'm traveling with a hunter who lost his companions to the same curse I carry, chasing fragments of a prophecy the Fae sing differently. An elf took a baby from the palace the night I was born. And somewhere between the lies I've been told and the truth I'm hunting, I'm starting to suspect: What if I'm not the princess from the prophecy at all?

“You’ll move in with me and your sister will be taken care of. You'll tell your sister that I'm your new boss.” He spelled out.

“You'll wait for me every night on my bed so I can fuck you mercilessly for making me set my eyes on you after seven years. I hate you. You have no fucking idea.”

I wanted to sob. It was fucking over. I am giving the next three years of my life to this man, just so I could save my sister and clear my debts.
…….

My life has been a rollercoaster of suffering with no end. It became worse the very minute I was at my lowest, and I locked eyes with my high school bully.

I had no idea how he found me but now that we were all grown, I knew he would never leave me alone.

After seven years, he still didn't change. He was still a thorn in my flesh, and he always managed to make me wet and weak in the knees.

I ran. I ran. I ran, but he always found me.

"Satisfy me, and you'll have your reward. A reward for each time you do well." The words echoes in Aurora Duttman's mind as she stands frozen, realizing she's become a plaything for her new husband.
Aurora's life has been a tangled web of mistreatment and betrayal. Her father and stepmother have manipulated her, while her Ex boyfriend's infidelity has left her heartbroken.
In a bold act of revenge, she vows to lose her virginity to the next man she meets. That man turns out to be Luther Hawthorne, a mysterious, ruthless, and feared disabled billionaire.
With an arranged marriage to a man she's never met, Aurora uncovers a shocking truth: the man she lost her virginity to is the same man she's married to.
As she walks this treacherous new world, Aurora must confront the darkness of her past. Will she be lost in desires for her husband, or will she forge a path of revenge?
Warning: Mature Content

During a trip to Athens, in the ancient temple of Apollo, Cecilia's life changes forever. Gerardo is deeply hurt because his ex-girlfriend Beatriz has broken up with him and has committed herself to a new man, his best friend, just two weeks after ending things with him. Desiring to forget his painful past, Gerardo travels to Greece and there he meets Cecilia. Both share a love for ancient sites; she is a beautiful journalist who is studying the temple of Apollo for a report. But amidst hundreds of tourists, they experience an attack by werewolves, with Cecilia and Gerardo being the only survivors. What do these monsters seek in the temple of Apollo? And why do they look at Cecilia as if they want to devour her and possess her at the same time? Gerardo wonders if he is capable of defending this beautiful young woman and facing supernatural beasts, but Apollo will grant him what he needs to defeat the Lycans. Cecilia will have an intimate connection with Gerardo, joining him forever, and later, when she is kidnapped by the Alpha Lycan of the pack, he will reject her upon discovering the truth.

"I love you,"
"You do realize that you are married to my best friend, the Beta of the pack right?"
"We aren't married yet. Just engaged,"
"What's the difference?"
"I can choose not to marry him."
"Sorry, not on my watch. We should probably stop seeing each other,"
Morticia, after being engaged to the Beta of the pack, finds herself falling in love with the Alpha of the pack. She tries hard so as not to embarrass her parents by sticking with Jacob.
Jake tries his best to hide his feelings for Morticia while trying to protect his friendship with Jacob but things take a drastic turn when he finds out Morticia is his mate.

Isabella Vaughn was poisoned by her husband Marcus and his lover Serena, dying in his arms for her pharma empire.
She awakens on her funeral day, reborn in the body of Lila Harrington, the dazzling heiress engaged to Julian Blackwood, heir to her family’s fiercest rival.
With a new face and enemy access, Isabella vows revenge. But Julian notices the change: sharper eyes, hidden secrets.
Trapped pretending to love the man who might see through her, her vengeance could destroy them both.

"Kiss it for me, sister…"
I had no idea the milk I drank every night was handmade by my foster brother, Luciano.
After I turned down his confession yet again, I stared at the milk he’d brought me so eagerly and knocked it to the floor in disgust.
The boy who’d always been quiet and obedient suddenly snapped.
He pinned me flat to the ground, his face inches from mine, his breath brushing my ear:"I get it. You want to drink fresher milk, don’t you?"
I never imagined the boy I’d raised all these years could spiral this far out of control with his twisted feelings for me.
So the very next day, I put him behind bars with my own two hands, determined to put an end to this messed-up obsession for good.

In my past life, my Mafia Don husband left me and our unborn baby to burn just to save my half-sister.

Reborn, I watched him crush my fingers in a door to protect her once again.

"Hurt her, and we get a divorce," he sneered.

He thought the threat would break me. He didn't know his signature was already on the divorce papers hidden in my bag.

On the day of their lavish wedding, I took the hand of his deadliest rival, looked down from a helicopter, and pressed the detonator to his estate.

My mom runs a laundromat, and that afternoon she had to step out for something urgent.
Before leaving, she made sure to remind me: don't forget to finish the load in machine number seven.
I found the old clunker tucked away in the back room and bent down to reach inside the drum, trying to straighten out the tangled clothes.
That's when my upper body suddenly wedged itself in tight—I couldn't pull back out no matter how hard I tried.
I was stuck there, ass in the air, frozen in the most humiliating position imaginable.
And that's when Matthew Bennett walked in—the college professor who always comes by to pick up his dry cleaning.
To my shock, he mistook me for a sex doll. His hot, thick dick pressed against my thighs...

Imagine enduring three years of humiliation at the hands of a woman for whom you sacrificed everything. After catching his wife in bed with another man, right in their matrimonial home, Davis deeply regretted selling his house and depleting his savings to cover her surgery costs three years ago when she was diagnosed with a rare ailment.

His misfortune doubled when he lost his job shortly after and had to move into his wife's parents' house. There, Davis endured countless humiliations as he struggled with unemployment and financial difficulties. In the middle of the night, his wife sent him packing with just a suitcase and an empty pocket.

That very night, Davis encountered a mysterious man who bestowed upon him an equally mysterious ring. With this ring, Davis discovered an extraordinary ability: the power to read minds. Soon after, he crossed paths with a terminally ill trillionaire and struck a unique deal.

For three months, Davis became the contracted husband of the dying trillionaire, with the promise of inheriting 60% of her vast wealth and assets upon her eventual passing from cancer.

Now, Davis is back, stronger, wealthier, and armed with the remarkable ability to read minds. His primary goal? To exact revenge on everyone who once made him feel inferior, starting with Madeline and her family.

When I scrolled across that photo of Tyler with his arms wrapped around Rachel at 2 AM, I nearly shattered my phone against the wall. That bastard—maintaining our "just scratching an itch" arrangement while wooing her with soulmate bullshit?

With anger burning through my veins and my skin flushing hot, I stormed off to the jazz bar determined to expose him.

But who could have guessed that in the middle of this dramatic showdown, I'd discover the truth about Seth—the one secretly marking up my sheet music, the one who decked Tyler for me?

Maybe this gut-wrenching betrayal was actually the universe's twisted way of pointing me toward something real.

During routine rounds, I never gave Linus Crewe a second thought. Nineteen years old, diagnosed with persistent hallucinatory disorder, just another trust fund kid tossed into the psych ward like garbage by his own family.
But that day, he locked eyes with me and claimed that the moment his skin touched someone else's, he could see their deepest, darkest secrets.
I scoffed. As a female doctor who married into money, harbored a thirst for revenge, and kept a secret lover on the side, someone seeing through my facade was my ultimate nightmare.
I thought he was just playing mind games.
Until he recounted, word for word, things even my husband didn't know. He just smiled and said: Then tell me, Dr. Hollister... why is your heart racing when you look at me?

“I never let go,” he says to her, voice deep and intoxicating. “After you, there’ll be no one else. I’m going to want all of you. Every part of you, Sophia.”
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Alexander Thorne is vice—danger wrapped in billions, immorality, and a smile that feels like sin. And unfortunately for Sophia Rose, he’s the man she’s been arranged to marry.
Sophia may be young, spoiled, and rich, but she’s done having her life dictated for her. With her father’s crumbling empire and society waiting to feast on their downfall, she’s got only two escape routes: RUN or be SOLD.
No one warned her that Alexander would become her weakness.
She shouldn’t want a man like him. Marrying him shouldn’t even be an option. But, Alexander is so deliciously irresistible. He makes it his mission to claw his way into her heart, her thoughts, her fears.
Every private moment with him leaves her breathless, wanting more, and tangled deeper in his hands.
By the time she realizes that he’s the thorn that will ruin her, she’s far too trapped to run.
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Content Warning: This book contains mature and sensitive themes, including sexual sins, exploitation, and manipulation, addiction, trauma, violence, and emotional struggles. These topics are portrayed with honesty and care. Characters wrestle with serious issues on their journey to healing and light. Intimate scenes are sensual but not explicit. Please, read with discernment.

My fingers grasped his hair and gave it a tug as my desire burned higher. Lapping at my slick folds, delving deep into me— it didn’t take long for me to cry out his name and then come in his arms. When I threw back my head, the tips of my long hair teased his thighs. Bunching the black lace teddy up around my waist, he settled me over his rock-hard erection.


Rain Wild was my first love, my first heartbreak—my everything.
I left so he could chase his dream of becoming a rockstar, even though it broke my heart.

He’s the rockstar on every billboard.
The man I never stopped loving.
And my child’s daddy.

But when my daughter sneaks to meet her idol…
I come face-to-face with a past I was forced to bury.
Rain wants answers—and his daughter.

“Shades of THE HUNGER GAMES permeate a story centered around two courageous teens determined to buck all odds in an effort to regain their loved ones. A believable, involving world, recommended for those who enjoy dystopian novels, powerful female characters, and stories of uncommon courage.” --Midwest Book Review, D. Donovan, eBook Reviewer (regarding Arena 1)ARENA 3 is book #3 in the Bestselling Survival Trilogy, which begins with ARENA 1, a free download. After nearly freezing to death on their trek north, Brooke and her small group wake to find themselves in civilization. They have found the utopian city, hidden deep in a remote stretch of Canada. They have heat, food, comfortable beds, clean clothes, and security. Finally, they have made it.As Brooke recovers, she meets the mysterious survivors who inhabit this city, and who vie for her love. She trains again, enhancing her fighting skills greatly under the wing of a new mentor, and matures into a woman. Brooke soon realizes, though, that being safe and secluded is not all there is to life. When she hears rumors of survivors underground, deep in America, fighting to restore order from the inside—her Dad possibly amongst them—Brooke finds herself facing the choice of a lifetime: to live in this perfect place, free and safe for the rest of her days, or to embark and fight for others’ freedom. It would be a journey, she knows, back through post-apocalyptic America, this time traveling west, across its breadth, in search of the rumored survivors, of her father. She would have to fight her way through a land transformed by apocalypse, try to survive a never-ending stream of dangers, roving packs of violent gangs, with few resources and fewer supplies. It would be a two thousand mile trek to a certain suicide. And if she leaves this utopia, she knows, there is no coming back.Yet that is not the worst of it: something else lies in her way. Arena 3. The greatest arena left in what was once America, the most brutal and dangerous of them all, the one from which no one survives. The one, she knows, that would test the very limit of all that she is.Will she risk it all for others?An action-packed dystopian thriller featuring a tough female heroine whom readers worldwide have fallen in love with, ARENA THREE is the shocking conclusion to the bestselling Survival Trilogy, and one that will leave you turning pages late into the night."Addicting...ARENA ONE was one of those books that you read late into the night until your eyes start to cross because you don’t want to put it down." –Dallas Examiner

Betrayed, framed, and left for dead, Axel is thrust into a dangerous Magic Academy where survival means hiding his true nature. But nothing prepares him for Kai, the feared Alpha-Warlock who hates him yet is bound to him by fate.

In a world of lies, power, and forbidden bonds, their connection could save them or destroy everything.

My best friend Lily was brutally assaulted and tragically took her own life.
But I fiercely protected the monster who did it.
Lily’s mom knelt down and begged me, but I just closed the door coldly.
When the villagers came with torches to smash my home, I didn't hesitate to unleash my dog to drive them away.
"Ivy, you cold-blooded monster! We treated you like family, and you protected the beast who drove Lily to her death for a whole decade!"
"Today, I’m going to show the whole world who this man is—the one you’d rather be cursed by everyone than expose!"
But when my deepest memories were violently torn open and the culprit's face appeared clearly on the giant holographic screen...
The high and mighty Emma instantly drained of all color and collapsed to the floor.

The last thing I did before I died was lick dew off a rusted pipe.
Ninety days earlier, my fiancé Bastien promised he'd come back for me. He said three months in the Sahara would teach me not to be jealous of Posey—the girl I'd pulled from a refugee camp and raised as my own sister.
He didn't know the water ran out in the first week. He didn't know bandits broke my bones. He didn't care enough to find out.
While I lay dying on a rotting bed with a shattered leg, he was in Manhattan, sliding a pink diamond onto Posey's finger.
I died alone. But I didn't stay gone.
My soul followed a stolen necklace across the ocean, right back to his penthouse—just in time for the engagement party, the champagne toast, and the moment my body arrived at the door.

I was once the supreme ruler of the global underworld, stepping down from my throne just to cook hot meals for my daughter. Yet, my arrogant brother-in-law mistook my silence for weakness. He smashed my home, tried to hand my wife over to a Mafia Don for his own career, and even stole my Black-Gold Skull Coin as a tribute!
Fine. You want to play? I'll grant your wish.
With a single keystroke, I initiated the DEFCON-1 combat protocol. Instantly, one hundred thousand of the world’s most elite mercenaries went berserk, locking down the entirety of New York City!

Cara is a talented, humble, and ambitious actress who longs for success and fame in the entertainment world. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she meets Vincent, a handsome werewolf with dark secrets. Fascinated by his mysterious aura and his promise to make all her dreams come true, Cara is tempted to make a deal with the devil to sell her soul. With Vincent's supernatural power, her career takes off, but as she gains fame and fortune, she begins to realize that she has made a deal with devastating consequences. In order to save her soul and break free from Vincent's grasp, Cara must fight against the darkness that surrounds her, facing her worst fears and discovering that there are more important things in life than success and fame.

Plot Twist:
Just when Cara thinks she has found a way to break the pact and free herself from Vincent's control, she discovers that he is not really the leader of the werewolves but merely a pawn in a much larger game. It turns out that there is a Supreme Alpha in their species, who has been manipulating Vincent and others like him to achieve his malicious objectives. Now, Cara finds herself caught in a war among werewolves, where she must decide whether to join the rebel forces seeking to overthrow the Alpha or seek her own revenge against Vincent for deceiving her. In an unexpected turn of events, Cara discovers a hidden power within herself that could change the course of the battle and bring an end to the tyranny of the Supreme Alpha. On her journey for revenge, Cara becomes the last hope for her species and desperately fights to liberate the werewolves from their oppressor and reclaim her own freedom.

LISA
I was supposed to hate Tobias Thomas. Everyone else did.
The arrogant quarterback with the perfect smile, the cruel mouth, and a talent for ruining lives—especially mine.
So I made a plan. My bully would fall in love with me.
He would finally understand what it felt like to be the one left bleeding.
I just never imagined I’d be the one who needed redemption too.
Somewhere along the way, I forgot revenge had an expiration date.
I fell for him too.
And for eight months, I loved the boy who wasn’t supposed to have a heart.
Until one accident erased me from his life.
Now he looks at me like we’ve never met.
Like he’s never kissed me.
Like he never begged me to stay.
Everyone says this is my chance to move on.
Maybe they’re right.
Because making Tobias Thomas fall in love with me once nearly broke me.
Making him do it again?
That might destroy me.
Especially if he ever remembers why I wanted revenge in the first place.

TOBIAS
Everyone keeps telling me I’ve forgotten pieces of my life.They’re right.
Because every time I look at Lisa…
It feels like my heart knows something my mind doesn’t.
She avoids me.
Lies to me.
Looks at me like I’m holding the weapon that ruined her life.
Yet I can’t stop chasing someone I don’t even remember.
Not when I keep dreaming about a girl whose face I can’t quite see.
Not when my hands know exactly how she fits against me…
Even if my mind insists we’ve never touched.
Something happened before my accident.
Something everyone is hiding.
And if I have to tear my own life apart to remember it…
Then that’s exactly what I’ll do.

"No. Everything that comes out of your mouth is a lie. Say one truth. I dare you to tell me one fucking truth."

"I love you."

"No, you don't. Say something else."

"I can't live without you."

"Shut up, you bastard! How can you say you love me when all you ever do is hurt me?"

Once a predator locks onto its prey, there's no letting go.

Leah Walsh is a lonely wife, starved for the love her husband no longer gives.
Aiden Kingston is a ruthless caporegime of the city's most feared crime family. A man who doesn't understand the word no.

She fights her attraction to him, but one reckless choice shatters her marriage and binds her to him. Now, Leah is trapped in his violent world, where simply standing by his side makes her a target for his enemies. Every attempt to escape his chains only tightens them, and Aiden's obsession grows stronger each passing day.

Will leah break free or surrender to the man who is determined to ruin her and claim her as his?

For three years of marriage, John Smith disappeared every night.

Jane Watson endured three years in a loveless, sexless marriage, stubbornly believing that one day her husband would see her worth.

However, she never expected that what awaited her was John's divorce papers.

Finally, she made a decision: she didn't want a man who didn't love her, so in the dead of night, she left with her unborn child.

Five years later, she made a spectacular transformation into a top orthopedic surgeon, an elite hacker, a gold-medal designer in the construction industry, and even the heiress to a trillion-dollar conglomerate, with her secret identities revealed one after another.

Until someone exposed that she had two four-year-old little troublemakers by her side, who bore a striking resemblance to a certain CEO's twins.

Upon seeing the divorce certificate, her ex-husband could no longer sit still. He cornered her against the wall and pressed her with the question: "My dear ex-wife, don't you think you owe me an explanation?"

Someone posted a positive pregnancy stick next to my student ID on the school's anonymous forum.
By first period, eight hundred people thought I was the campus slut. By lunch, the lacrosse captain stood up in the cafeteria and told everyone he was the father. By Friday, my full-ride scholarship was frozen and the dean told me to "keep a low profile."
I've never even kissed anyone.
Margaux Aldridge — Ashford Academy's golden girl, my so-called friend — showed up with tissues and a shoulder to cry on. She even talked to her daddy on the board about getting me a "quiet transfer" so I wouldn't have to suffer a public hearing.
So generous. So kind.
She even handed me a withdrawal form. My name already filled in. Just needed a signature.
She really thought I'd sign it.

In my past life, I was betrayed by my fiancée and my tycoon boss, and thrown alive into a mutated swarm to be torn apart.

When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn fifteen days before the multidimensional catastrophe! Facing my vain ex-boyfriend who was still threatening to break off our engagement and buy me luxury bags, I sneered and decisively blocked him, instantly awakening a "Beast-Level Infrastructure System."

Hoarding supplies in the apocalypse? Too narrow-minded! I directly infiltrated the polar regions with my geeky best friends, tampered with central permissions, and seized my tycoon boss's invincible fortress—a multi-billion dollar investment with a nuclear reactor!

When the catastrophe erupted and gravity collapsed, my boss and ex-girlfriend, dragging their mangled bodies, knelt outside the ten-meter-thick tungsten steel door, frantically kowtowing, begging to be brought in as dogs. I, however, holding a Romanée-Conti, coldly pressed the gravity strangulation button.

The Abyss Era, the Old Gods are all dead. On this wasteland, only I sit high on my icy throne, establishing absolute laws.

My perfect husband built a thick soundproof wall in our new house, strictly forbidding me from touching it. When he left, I took a hammer to the drywall. Hidden inside the dark void was a bloodstained engagement ring belonging to a missing woman. Am I sleeping next to a killer?

My brother and my fiancée forged evidence of my crimes. They claimed I was guilty of corruption, bribery, and betraying the family—that I was a traitor to the nation. If not for their "mercy," they said, I would have already been sentenced to death.

But that wasn't enough. Three years later, when Father lay dying, my brother and fiancée threw me into the Gulf of Mexico, all to eliminate any chance I might have of competing for the family inheritance.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to three years ago—to the moment they framed me for treason...

Five years ago, my sister vanished the night before her wedding. She left behind a crying newborn in a crib and a mafia heir on the verge of losing control.

And I was forced into her place—the temporary bride, the contract wife, the whispered “replacement” in every gilded hallway.

I thought I only had to survive five years. Five years to earn what I was promised, and then walk away from this city of shadows and blood.

I clawed my way through bullets, politics, and betrayal. I earned respect. I gained power.
And somehow... I tasted a tenderness I was never meant to have.

Now, with only ten days left on our marriage contract, I thought everything was finally under control. I thought freedom and power were within reach.

Until she came back—wrapped in grace, dripping secrets, smiling as if she owned the world she abandoned.

She looked at me and said, “Little sister, give me back my life.”

I was carrying Don Elijah’s child. But on the exact day I went into labor, the man I loved dragged me to an underground freezer—standing at a deadly minus ten degrees Celsius—and locked the heavy metal door.

The reason? The Varro Mafia family’s ironclad rule: the firstborn son inherits the entire empire. His brother’s wife, Elena, was also pregnant, our due dates separated by a single day.

To guarantee his brother’s child secured the throne, Elijah callously snuffed out my hope.

"Elena’s child must be born first," he demanded coldly. "This is what you owe them!"

He ignored the warm rush of my broken water. He ignored my agonizing, tearing contractions. He shoved me into the icy darkness, violently injecting me with a drug specifically designed to halt my labor.

Curled up on the frost-covered concrete, freezing and completely alone, I clutched my stomach in sheer agony. In the suffocating cold, I felt the terrifying stillness. I felt the tiny, fighting heartbeat inside me slowly, torturously fading away.

Hot tears streamed down my face, freezing before they hit the ground.

"My baby..." I whispered into the pitch-black void, my heart shattering into a million pieces. "Mommy is so sorry..."

Elijah sacrificed our child out of blind loyalty to his brother. But when he finally opens that frostbitten door, he won’t merely find a broken woman—he will face the terrifying, irreversible ruin of his own legacy.

My fate was sealed the moment I stepped inside that school. A simple sentence, seven measly words that put a target on my back, was all it took to turn three years of my life into a nightmare.

Savaş Ewald became my tormentor and my nemesis without knowing a thing about me… or did he? How was I supposed to know, when I didn’t have a single memory of my past and no one willing to tell me anything?

I need Savaş in order to find out about my past, but he doesn't play by the rules. He trades answers for kisses, clues for pieces of myself, but how much of myself am I willing to give him in order to find out the truth?

The closer I get to finding out who I am, the more I realize Savaş Ewald will be my destruction.

I'm a folklorist. Folk traditions are my field.
At first, I thought it was just an ordinary rhyme, a scrap of oral history set to a tune.
"A rag doll in the mire, swinging high up to the sky..."
We all thought it was just a prank.
Until the first person drowned in the bog. Then the second fell from a tower crane. Then the third somehow drowned in a bathtub.
I stared at the black symbol surfacing on the back of my hand.
And then I saw the dean—the one who was supposed to be dead—standing outside my dorm window in a long black dress, smiling at me with impossible tenderness...

Gabriella was a poor and innocent girl. She lived alone in a house that's inherited from her parents. Until one day, the house was destroyed by the Quebracha Company. When she met with the CEO to protest, an incident occurred.

"You, lecherous man! Are you not satisfied with destroying my house? So, you took my virginity?"

"Confess it! You purposely held your house to block our project, then now you're tricking me to sleep with you. What's your real intention, huh? Who paid you?"

Max Evans, the successful and handsome young CEO, accused her of being a messenger woman.

What happened next? Could Gabriella earn the CEO's trust? Or even his heart and love? Would those people realize that they were both framed?

"I need to go now, Tasha, before your sister notices I am gone," Desmond said as he looked around for his boxers.
I turned his gaze to mine and said "I want you to fuck me, Daddy," I pleaded my voice low and sultry.
In the beginning, his words were like sweet poison, luring her deeper into his web of manipulation. She longed for the love she thought he could give, but instead, she found herself trapped in a toxic embrace.
Tasha, a beautiful young woman, finds herself entangled in a forbidden affair with her sister's husband, hoping to win his love and perhaps even lead him away from her sister. However, as emotions intensify and loyalties are tested, Tasha soon realizes that her misguided intentions have set off a chain of events that will forever alter the dynamics of their family.
Love, betrayal, and the intricate web of relationships collide in a story that explores the depths of desire and the repercussions of crossing forbidden boundaries.

A scholarship to a prestigious school is not enough to drag Anderson out of poverty. Desperate for a way out, he doesn't decline the opportunity from a powerful businessman to spy on his son in college, but what Anderson doesn't expect is to fall in love with the very guy he was meant to betray.
When their romance flames up, so does the danger, because if the truth comes out, Anderson’s dreams and Carl’s trust will be destroyed. With this shocking betrayal unfolding, can love survive the ultimate deception?

The day she discovered the two brothers she'd met at the beach house were going to be her new neighbors, Belle knew there would be trouble.

She'd spent her life pushing to be loved by the very people who had given her life; with a mother who was emotionally distant and a father whose hands only left bruises instead of comfort.

Everything changed one summer when she met Otis, a brooding, cold tattoo artist who was bound to destroy her, and his brother Jade, who was the absolute opposite of him.

When she uncovers a crime that ties Otis's family to her own, she realizes the people she's feared may be the only ones who can protect her.

Choosing love when she’d never truly known it was hard, but she tried. And when fate took over and she faded, like a cloud of dust… she only longed for him, whose heart was far too gone.

In the end, will love save her…or will it become the last wound she never survives?

I should know better than to hook up with the handsome stranger at my best friend’s wedding.   Especially when he runs off mid-kiss like Cinderella at midnight.    Is he a fugitive from justice? A player? Both?   I find out soon enough when he shows up at work—where I was just hired as a law partner defending white collar criminals. Yup, he’s one of them. And he’s depending on me to keep him out of jail.   He’s also just as hot, charming, and tempting as he was the night of the wedding. Talk about forbidden love.   The last thing I should do is get involved with a client, especially one who may be guilty of all kinds of things.    Not the least of which is stealing my heart.