211 Book(s) Related to less than zero bret easton ellis

Life must be smart to lick, someone who is good at looking for faces. He will get a good position, as well as employment from other people. The world of life is only full of wars, those who are the best at removing and wearing topek. They are the ones who will endure to the end. In this world, there is not a single person who is truly good. They just come, then take advantage of each other

Once upon a time I met a girl, I loved her with everything in me.

My love was something that happened so sudden, like a real fairy tale.

She was my beauty and I, her beast.

When she stared in my eyes I was lost in her black soulless depths, forgetting the soul I didn't see.

When Beauty looked into my HEART I saw the future in her cold hard stare.

Her body was my glory, I ignored the weapon it showed me.

I was obsessed in the slope of her curves, the movement of her hips as she put one foot in front of the other.

Her touch blinded me.

When Beauty touched me she awoke the beast, called to the killer and hummed to the sniper, until she was where my heaven began and my demons ended.

I remember the day when just a glimpse of her gutted me in the chest.

Beauty was where my madness sang and in less than a month I was hers.

My pops once told me that every man has his falling point.

Every brother has a day to mourn.

They ranked me at birth. Zero.

Not omega. Not low blood. Zero. A rank so low it sits below the list, separated by a black line like even my name is something the pack does not want touching theirs.
For twenty years I carried the dangerous jobs. The deadly ones. The assignments ranked wolves passed down because their lives were worth something and mine was the math that made that possible.
I never argued. Not because I was afraid. Because I was watching. Building a map of every weakness hiding behind every rank.
On the night of my twentieth birthday something inside me opened its eyes.
It had been there the whole time.
It is not a wolf.
My rise begins now. And I will not be gentle about it.

The terminal reads.
Eight seconds. Ten. Fifteen.
I have never seen a terminal take fifteen seconds.
At seventeen seconds the screen flashes once, goes dark, and then displays.
RANK: UNRANKED. CLASS: ANALYST. COMBAT ATTRIBUTES: NONE. SKILL TREE: NONE. STAT GAINS: NONE.
Then someone laughs. Once one person laughs the rest follow, not because anything is funny but because laughter gives people permission to stop sitting with the discomfort of watching something go wrong for someone else.
The scouts have already turned away. But...

In 2263, humanity cracked the code on destiny. Before a child takes its first breath, parents watch its future on a screen and choose the strongest. The result was the most powerful generation ever to walk the earth.

The A-Band. Warriors who bend the will of every creature on land and in the sky. A wolf's ferocity. An eagle's sight. A lion's kill. All of it theirs on command.

The L-Band. Human machines. Bodies and minds engineered beyond the limits of biology.

The Z-Band. Masters of the elemental forces. Air. Earth. Fire. Magma.

The U-Band. Commanders of every creature beneath the ocean and every drop of water on the planet.

And above all of them. The most feared force humanity has ever produced. The R-Band. Commanders of the human mind and blood.

Humanity called this progress.

Something older called it an invitation.

Because they are coming.

Nine Bergons.
Three Suns.
Dragon of the Sea.
Lady of Chaos, the serpent of Ergom whose greatest joy is in the tears of men.

And the worst yet to come.

Zenorah. The ancient god of pain, blood and magma. The curse of the earth. Before whom everything that came before him is merely a warning.

The abyss has been unlocked. The first four are already here. And the gateway that will unleash Zenorah himself is opening one breath at a time.

Who can stop them?

Not the powerful bands.

Ken.

An ordinary man with no power, and no place in a world built for the chosen. The system recognises nothing in him as strength.

But he must find the two Seekers of Light. And close the gateway before Zenorah accesses it.

The apocalypse has begun.

Can the lost son of Hercules, god of lightning and thunder, find the Seekers and save what remains?

Twenty-two-year-old Zara Calloway is standing in a hospital room watching her mother die when it happens. Her mother — comatose for forty-seven days, declared beyond recovery — opens her eyes. Grabs Zara's wrist. Delivers a warning: Don't let them hollow you out. Then flatlines. For real this time. Before Zara can process a single second of grief, text materializes in her vision — clean, cold, and impossible: PLAYER DESIGNATION: NULL-001. YOU HAVE BEEN DRAFTED. Zara is now a Player in the Verdict Protocol — an invisible, deadly game run by a god-like entity called the Summoner who conscripts human beings and forces them to complete missions: survival trials, dungeon dives, battle royales, and worse. Players who refuse are voided. Players who fail are killed. No one has ever broken their contract. She has twenty-four hours to complete her first mission or cease to exist. Armed with nothing but a Tier F ability called RECALL — the power to replay anything she's witnessed with perfect clarity — and a mind that never stops looking for the exit, Zara fights her way up from the lowest designation ever recorded in the history of the Protocol. But the deeper she gets, the more wrong it all feels. Her drafting wasn't random. Her mother's warning wasn't an accident. And Dorian Voss — cold, brilliant, infuriating Dorian Voss — keeps appearing at the exact intersection of every secret she's trying to uncover. She was drafted to play the game. The Summoner intends for her to replace him

“What if your instincts could evolve into unstoppable power and the system that guides you…had a mind of its own?”

Veynar Solis starts at Rank Zero, a nobody scraping by in the streets of Veyra City. One life-or-death encounter awakens his Zero Instinct, and with it, a world of superpowers, underground battles, and enemies who will stop at nothing.

With a sassy, sarcastic system at his side and a street-smart ally, Lyra, Veynar must fight, evolve, and outsmart every rival from cunning underground bosses to lethal foils while uncovering the dark secrets of the system itself.

Survival isn’t enough. Power, strategy, and instinct will decide who dominates and who dies.

At 2:13 a.m., London died.
Not with explosions. Not with war. But with a message.
Every screen across the United Kingdom from the underground stations of Westminster to the rain-soaked alleys of Whitechapel suddenly goes black before a single sentence appears across the sky.
WELCOME, PLAYERS.
Within minutes, reality collapses into a living nightmare.
Monsters emerge from subway tunnels beneath King’s Cross. Entire streets vanish behind crimson fog. People awaken strange classes, levels, and abilities as the city transforms into a brutal game ruled by an unseen System obsessed with survival, evolution, and entertainment.
Those who level up live.Those who fail are erased.
Twenty-three-year-old Anderson Jones was nobody before the fall just another exhausted courier surviving paycheck to paycheck in East London while drowning in debt, family pressure, and a future that never arrived. But when the System awakens inside him, something goes terribly wrong.
CLASS ASSIGNED: LEVEL ZERO.
No combat skills. No stats. No future potential A dead class.
Abandoned during London’s first massacre and hunted by creatures far beyond human understanding, Anderson discovers hidden cracks inside the System itself strange errors, forbidden quests, and impossible rewards connected to a secret the game is desperately trying to bury.
But the deeper he climbs, the more horrifying the truth becomes.
The towers rising across London were never meant to save humanity.
They were built to select what survives after it ends.
Now Anderson must navigate collapsing factions, traitorous survivors, deadly floor trials, and a System that watches every choice he makes. Because somewhere inside the game, someone is manipulating the rules.
And they already know his name.
In a city where trust gets people killed and every victory unlocks something worse, Anderson will have to become stronger than the game itself or lose everyone he has left.

“You will not sleep until you are finished with AGENT ZERO. The author did a superb job creating a set of characters who are fully developed and very much enjoyable. The description of the action scenes transport us into a reality that is almost like sitting in a movie theater with surround sound and 3D (it would make an incredible Hollywood movie). I can hardly wait for the sequel.”--Roberto Mattos, Books and Movie ReviewsIn this much-anticipated debut of an epic spy thriller series by #1 bestseller Jack Mars, readers are taken on an action thriller across Europe as presumed-CIA operative Kent Steele, hunted by terrorists, by the CIA, and by his own identity, must solve the mystery of who is after him, of the terrorists’ pending target—and of the beautiful woman he keeps seeing in his mind.Kent Steele, 38, a brilliant professor of European History at Columbia University, lives a quiet life in a New York suburb with his two teenage daughters. All that changes when late one night he gets a knock on his door and is abducted by three terrorists—and finds himself flown across the ocean to be interrogated in a basement in Paris.They are convinced that Kent is the most lethal spy the CIA has ever known. He is convinced they have the wrong man.Do they?With a conspiracy around him, adversaries as smart as he is, and an assassin on his tail, the wild game of cat and mouse leads Kent on a perilous road—one that may lead back to Langley—and to a shocking discovery of his own identity.AGENT ZERO is an espionage thriller that will keep you turning pages late into the night.“One of the best thrillers I have read this year.”--Books and Movie Reviews (re Any Means Necessary )Also available is Jack Mars’ #1 bestselling LUKE STONE THRILLER series (7 books), which begins with Any Means Necessary (Book #1), a free download with over 800 five star reviews!

Meet Yenn who thought his life will remain the same, but after
the game Arc of SHION released an announcement that every
player would receive $5 million and a chance to meet the
mysterious creator of the game if they finish 100 Arcs Hell
Mode. After getting the money, he was tricked into signing a
contract to stay in a private island where he met the other
people who had the same date and Jiwoon, his roommate who
was his rival in love and his sworn enemy but then….
Why did Jiwoon raped him?

It all happened in the year 2191.

A dystopian world after the World War III

There was an outbreak of disease that turns the infected people into living dead!

A group of evil rebels aimed to colonize Arcania to bow under an oligarchy government. Harriet has to face every danger to find her family and she has to search every safe bunker.
She met Jayson and Timothy who both have been protecting her as she and their small group struggle to survive the apocalypse that broke out without any warning.

Timothy started to love Harriet in the middle of their dangerous journey. Now, Harriet has to choose whether it’s the son of a CEO billionaire who changed from being a tremulous coward to a skillful sniper - or Jayson, a former member of a Mafia group and a trained killer.

In unfortunate timing, Jayson’s former gang went to find him. They all had to deal with the corrupt officials, the rebels of Scarlet Tundra, the horde of Creepers, and the gang Jayson left that wants them all dead.

An action-packed adventure that you'll surely enjoy!

Kane Cross died at his desk at 2:47 AM.

He woke up in hell.

No class. No skills. No tutorial. Just ash, a dead world, and a System notification blinking in his vision like a bad joke.

DESIGNATION: NULL
RECOMMENDATION: IMMEDIATE TERMINATION

In Aethon, your class is your worth. Your rank is your right to breathe. And a Null is not a person. A Null is a problem to be erased.

They sent hunters. Then a purge timer. Then something worse.

But Kane spent seven years building game systems for a living. He knows how engines work. He knows every system has a logic. Every rule has an edge. Every god has a backdoor.

He has no class. No rank. No name in their registry.

Good.

They can't kill what they can't see.

And Kane Cross is just getting started.

The System has run this world for a thousand years.

It has never met anyone like him.

Grace stepped back in fear when he stepped ahead.
"Do it again and I will break your legs..."
He warned.

Her eyes filled with tears.
"Chief, I am sorry... I didn't wanted to but it happened all of a sudden... I had no idea..."
She sobbed.

Dominick grabbed her chin harshly.
"Open your mouth for only one thing in front of me..."
He gritted and she whimpered and sobbed when he let it go with jerk.

"Please Don't punish me... I am sorry"
She pleaded but her words fell on deaf ears.
"I don't want to do it, chief please... I am scared of this... Please, please..."
She cried.

"Strip..."
He ordered while walking towards the wall.

Her eyes widened when he did that. Grace couldn't think properly. Out of fear she ran towards the door but poor girl didn't know that she can't open it.


Grace is a nice and intelligent girl but her kindness is her enemy. she was living happy and peaceful life until Mob boss knocked on her door.
Grace had to sacrifice herself to the devil for her father's mistakes.

but does this devil have heart? how will Grace deal with this silent and cruel man who doesn't even talk to her? how long she can do it for her father? afterall it's not easy to have sex with mob boss.

When Katrina started working as Lucas's secretary she never envisioned falling for the handsome and arrogant CEO but as she worked alongside him, sir discovered that there is more to him than he lets the outside world see and her heart couldn't help but fall for him.
But Lucas only saw her as his secretary.
.... Or so she thought.

When Amelia Pierce finally admits her marriage is a gilded cage, one shattered glass and a chilling vow—I’ll never divorce you—send her straight into the orbit of Bryson Hearst: her new boss, her oldest secret, and the man who quietly bought a ring for her six years ago and locked it in his safe.

In a world of penthouse boardrooms and whispered scandal, Bryson is the kind of dangerous that feels like safety. He moves her into protection, runs her a jasmine-scented bath instead of crossing a line, and promises to destroy her husband in the daylight and worship her in the dark. But Amelia’s freedom has a price: West Coast deals that turn volatile, an ex-assistant with receipts and a grudge, and a powerful family that believes Pierce women never leave.

As a covert investigation exposes more than a cover-up, and a storage unit full of sins, Amelia signs away every claim to her husband’s fortune—she doesn’t want his money, only her life back. The clock is ticking: four weeks to a court date, four weeks of stolen mornings and velvet-box confessions, four weeks for a man who has loved her from afar to prove he can love her up close without touching her until she’s free.

Lush, addictive, and breathless with restraint, More Than I Knew is a high-heat, high-stakes contemporary romance where consent is the sexiest power move, protection reads like possession, and a woman chooses herself—then the man who’s been choosing her all along.

This is the anticipated sequel to… "ESCLAVE"

He came along and re-carved my fate… but he didn't make things better… he made things worse… for me. He became my master… my owner, my captor, my tormentor. My life didn't become easier… it turned out harder to live.

In one night… he gave everything I'd ever wanted… needed… desired… and just like that… he took it all back… on the very next morning. He showed me that I was broken… a deviant… like him… then left me alone to deal with the consequences… of selling my soul to the devil.

But who would have thought… there was still hope… for him… and me. We both were in for it… a truth to find… a surprise to unfold… a decision to make… that neither one of us had expected.

Sophia Moreau is a challenge no man has ever won.
A self-made CEO, ruthless and untouchable, she built her empire from the ground up, leaving no room for weakness. No distractions. No mistakes. And definitely no men who think they can outplay her.
But Travis Cole?
He doesn’t walk away from a challenge.
For years, Travis has kept a list—a private game between him and his closest friends. The women no one else could have, the ones deemed impossible. He’s never lost a bet. Never failed to break down the walls of even the most untouchable.
And when Sophia’s name is thrown into the mix?
He’s supposed to say no.
She’s supposed to be off-limits.
But one encounter with her, one sharp-tongued argument, one look in those firestorm eyes, and suddenly—he wants her. More than the game. More than the win. More than he should.
What he doesn’t realize?
She’s the one game he was never meant to play.
And when she finds out the truth, when she learns that he made her a bet—
She won’t just walk away.
She’ll make sure he is the one left broken.
Because Travis might have fallen first…
But Sophia?
Sophia was never meant to fall at all.

Evangeline had just one goal in life — loving Alpha Brent with every breath she takes. But that love was her doom and at the brink of death, she vowed never to love a man like that again.

But fate has other plans because now, the once cold-hearted Brent has become very obsessed with the new her and will stop at nothing to win her back.

Will she give him a chance or keep him locked out of her life and that of her kids forever?

In a city owned by the Four Families, Constable Paix Hanger has advanced as high as he can. A hard-working twenty-year veteran relegated to walking a beat in the worst neighborhood of the worst precinct of the city, he resents the crime family which rules his quadrant, chafing at the restrictions placed on him by his superiors "for his own good". A boy who's a reminder of the son he might never have disappears and those who look for him begin dying. When the incompetent and corrupt detectives assigned to the case are unable or unwilling to act, Constable Hanger takes matters into his own hands. This companion story takes place during the same time frame as The Jacq of Spades: Part 1 of the Red Dog Conspiracy.

"This marriage is nothing more than a business deal so don't expect anything more from me"
Those were the words my husband threw at me the minute we got married. How do you make an arranged marriage work when your husband has a mistress who has threatened to kick you out?

Hazel Reyes found her world turned upside down when she learnt that her father was on his deathbed and that she must marry a stranger as his last dying wish.

Atticus Hayland, the brute force of the capitalist world, received an offer to marry a billionaire's daughter for rights to his company.

Atticus intends to marry her before tossing her aside, but he is surprised to learn that his new wife will not allow him to use her for her company rights when she demands respect and for him to get rid of all his mistresses. Will Hazel succeed in becoming Atticus's only woman, or will she be tossed out by the other woman?

"She’s the woman he wants, but will he win her heart before he loses himself?"

In the glamorous world of Monaco, Lila De Laurent, a sweet and stunning heiress, finds herself bound to the dangerously handsome billionaire, Damien Vasilis, in a marriage neither of them wants. But as sparks fly between them, their fierce attraction becomes impossible to ignore.

Damien is a man with a dark past and a burning desire to claim Lila as his own. Can this brooding playboy with a hidden secret truly win her heart? Or will his twisted secrets tear them apart before love has a chance?

In this whirlwind of forbidden passion, heart-stopping desire, and second chances, Lila and Damien must fight for a future neither expected. Will their love conquer all, or will it be their downfall?

In my previous life, I was the government-appointed hero of the apocalypse, dying on the frozen plains after the spotlight dimmed, feeding their glorious honor with my very life.
In this life, I tore up the script and rejected that performance they called "saving the world." When the so-called "hero" stands on the command deck once again, I am deep in the dark underground, clutching a scoreboard with my frostbitten hands—
After all, heroes are offerings reserved for history books; I, however, only want to ensure that this group of abandoned souls can survive through tonight.

When fate gets stolen from you, and then destiny redeems it... You get the opportunity to set the wrongs to rights.
Stella Hope, a girl destined for greatness is cursed so another can live her destiny. Her journey of self-discovery lands her in the Royal Pack, with Romeo Adalwülf, the future King. A friendship blooms, and when love and deception meet, anything can happen. When greed and darkness mix, destiny is inevitable.
A web of lies, conspiracies, and a prophecy that links the future King to a Wolf-Less Luna...A story about unconditional love, intrigue, forgiveness and sacrifice...
The Wolf-Less Luna Prophecy is the first book of the Series, this is where everything begins.

Alexa doesn't know about the existence of the supernatural creatures, she only knew they existed in folklore. She was born in the human world, grew up as a human and has adapted to the human life, her family showered her with great love and utmost care. Her parents are travelers, travelling all over the world to experience different cultures and traditions…at least, that's what they told her.
But there's a dirty secret behind them travelling all over, what could this secret be?
This secret was unveiled when Alexa was mated to the Werewolf prince. The heir to the Alpha king throne.
"What do you want from me?" I demanded, trying to step back, but his grip only tightened.
His eyes flashed with an intense, unyielding light as he leaned down, his voice dropping to a low, possessive rumble that vibrated straight through my chest:
"You. I want you, Alexa. Because you are my mate, and you belong to me."

"I bet you still feel me," I whispered, tracing a lazy finger down her spine, just to make her shudder. "Still stretched from how deep I was inside you."

She sucked in a sharp breath, but I caught the way her thighs pressed together, the way she burned with the memory she was so desperately trying to bury.

"Shut up," she bit out, her voice shaking.

I chuckled, dark and low, brushing my knuckles against her jaw. "Why? Does it drive you insane knowing you let the villain ruin you first?"

Camilla
He used to make my life hell. Stefano Madden, the golden boy with ice in his veins and a filthy mouth that cut deeper than knives. I was the fat, invisible girl he loved to humiliate. Now, I’m curvy, successful… and unfortunately, his personal assistant. I swore I’d never fall for him again. But the way he looks at me now? Like he wants to ruin me all over again, only slower, dirtier, deeper. And I would let him.

Stefano
I broke her once. I should’ve walked away. But Camilla Whitlock grew into every man’s fantasy and I hate that she makes me feel. So I push her. Tease her. Own her. Until the line between cruelty and desire snaps. I take her, claim her, and when I put a baby in her, my obsession turns lethal. But when she’s stolen from me, all bets are off. I’ll burn the world to bring her back… even if she never forgives me.

I cleared my throat. "I uhmm..I am not his girl..’’ Ethan interrupted me and smiled warmly at me. "I know. She's very talented. I'm blessed to have her in my life." My eyes widened. What the hell?

Oh yeah, I almost forgot that I was his 'girlfriend '. Why did I even agree to do this? I rolled my eyes and placed my hand in his. Oh no, this is not good. My stomach tickled as he intertwined our fingers. The ticklish feeling in my stomach. I knew exactly what it means, it was the so-called butterflies in your stomach. Oh god, help me!

Nicole Vargas was the daughter of a well-known artist and the CEO of 'The Vargas' hotel and casino chains, she wanted to New York where she could fulfill her dreams, but her dad ordered Ethan Gray to company her in there. He couldn't stand her tantrums and drama. And she wasn't willing to change just for him. Things are getting more interested when Nicole is living in his mansion located in the New York City…

"Has our Alpha already fucked his twenty-buck pussy?"
Nikki’s voice cut through the air, but the recording she played was worse. It was his voice. Raven's voice. "Twenty bucks says I can make her fall for me. She's so desperate, it'll be easy."
The world stopped. I stared at Raven—the man who had held me, who promised I was his Luna. He looked pale, reaching for me. "Dawn, wait..."
I didn't wait. I slapped him. The sound echoed like a gunshot. "I was just a game to you?" I screamed, tears blinding me. I trusted him with my broken heart, and he sold it for twenty dollars.


Dawn Yeager is an invisible Omega, secretly in love with the campus king and Alpha, Raven Stone. But when her own mate, Dimitri, publicly rejects her for the popular girl Nikki, Dawn's life hits rock bottom—until Raven steps in to claim her. It feels like a fairytale, but the dream shatters when Dawn discovers Raven's claim was nothing more than a cruel twenty-dollar bet. Heartbroken and humiliated, Dawn unleashes her inner strength, transforming from a weak Omega into the Cheer Queen. Now, Raven is groveling for forgiveness, realizing he actually fell in love, while Dimitri wants her back. With a dangerous rogue threat looming and a romantic getaway that forces Dawn and Raven together, Dawn must decide: Can she forgive the Alpha who broke her, or will she choose a new path?

"I was just a bet?"
Becca slapped him hard across the cheek before he could even speak. He stood there, guilt-ridden, letting her rage wash over him.

After barely escaping an abusive relationship, Becca swore off love. Work was the only thing that gave her purpose—until Mark, her boss, entered her life. He seemed different. He made her smile again.

But behind his affection was a secret that could shatter her all over again.

Can Becca forgive the man who lied to win her heart? Or will she turn her back on love forever?

A fallen hockey captain with a shattered reputation. A struggling artist with a dying mother. One fake deal born out of desperation, one that neither of them can afford to lose.

Dean Morgan is one scandal away from losing everything: his career, his team, and the last shred of respect the league still pretends to have for him. Lucius Kemper is out of time, out of money, and out of options as his mother’s life hangs on a surgery he cannot afford.

So when Dean offers Lucius a contract instead of charity, they agree to a lie that looks dangerously real in the eyes of the world.

But behind closed doors, nothing about their arrangement stays simple. Because the more they pretend, the harder it becomes to tell where the act ends… and where something far more dangerous begins.

Ethan is the man Anna loves with all her heart, even if all he gives her in return are insults and torment. She continuously believes that he will eventually fall in love with her. But she was wrong. She gambled with her child, her future, and in the end, all she proved was his heartlessness...

"Do you know who runs this wealthy neighborhood? Get the hell out of here, now!"

The HOA committee chairwoman shrieked, pointing her finger right at my nose. Her twelve-year-old chubby son was gleefully smashing my custom furniture worth over a hundred thousand dollars with a baseball bat, his face lit up with excitement.

I looked at the wreckage scattered across the floor, sighed, then reached into my drawer and pulled out that copy of "How to Be a Normal Person" I'd been studying for three years. I threw it into the trash and put on my antisocial manic personality disorder ID badge instead.

"You're absolutely right, ma'am." I took off my jacket, loosened my tie, and turned my gaze toward the basement at the end of the hallway—the one filled with heavy industrial equipment. "In a community that only speaks the language of power, perhaps we should indeed use some more efficient methods of communication."

Olivia, who had been in a deep slumber for a thousand years, was awakened and embarked on a journey to uncover her true identity.
Skilled in witchcraft, array formation, and magic, she was a master of all.
The vampire ancestors were so frightened that they fled away, exclaiming, “This terrifying woman is still alive! We can’t provoke her!”
The monster hunters pleaded to Olivia, “Please take in this thousand-year-old monster!”
The priests also begged Olivia, “We are all your descendants. You must revive our career!”
Olivia gave a cold smile. But how did she become a vampire?

"You're already soaked, aren't you?" Jax growled, his fingers teasing under the hem of her tight janitor dress."Three of us… and you're dro*ping before we even start."
Shy, curvy Lila only took the late-night cleaning job for the money. She never expected to become the prize in a filthy bet between the three hottest guys in the dorm.
Cocky Jax, intense Miles, and playful Theo made a wager: "Whoever can make Lila moan the loudest wins free beer for a whole month."
But when they discover how easily she gets wet and how desperately she's fantasized about being shared by multiple men, the bet turns into something much greedier.
Now every shift ends with Lila bent over in her sexy uniform, soft body worshipped and passed between three hard cocks — moaning, shaking, and living out her dirtiest fantasy.
She knows it's wrong. She knows it's risky.
But why stop when three gorgeous men are competing to ruin her every night?"

“How cruel of you! You were the one who left when I was ready to fight for you. I searched the world for you, and now that I found you, you were betrothed to another man. Tell me how! How do I unlove you?”
Tears fall from both our eyes and the next thing we know, we are kissing each other, deeply and passionately, as if the two years of longingness for each other has finally been released.
_
Avery Anderson called "Ava" who is still a virgin in her early thirties is a career-oriented woman. She puts up her own business through her hard work and is envied by a lot of women because of her seven-year-long relationship with Seigfried Cohen, a hot bachelor in an accounting firm. Their relationship starts to fall apart as they get into a heated argument because of Ava's unfathomable sexual drive.
Determined to lose her virginity, she travels to Austria to unwind and get laid to whoever finds her attractive. There, she encounters a guy named Dmitri, a gorgeous sexy billionaire: an encounter that shouldn't have happened in the first place.
She will then, know a world, that she never expects to get addicted to.

What could King Ikyn, the Taker of Life, the Dragon King himself, possibly want with Princess Eira? Is she just his bride or is she something more?


Glowing red eyes sit low within Ikyn's scaled, angular skull, giving him a rather intimidating look; nearly perfectly matching his human body. Several small gold horns sit atop his head, just above his thick, curved ears. Small fan-like skin and bone structures runs down each side of his jaw. His nose is long and has two tiny, warped nostrils and small onyx growths on his chin. Several rows of sharp teeth poke out from the side of his mouth.
'Is he... Smirking? At me?' Eira admires his long neck and studies his massive body. His skin is covered in wide, shining black scales. A row of onyx protrusions run down his spine. His belly is covered in shimmering gold skin, matching his horns and thorny claws. His monstrous bat-like wings grow slowly from his shoulders. A thin layer of gold skin is all that's visible inside and long onyx growths extend from many parts of the bottom sides of each wing.
Eira is too entranced to notice Ikyn sneak his tail around her small frame. She touches the thick, wide, shining black scales, finding it smooth and surprisingly cold. She flinches when she realizes the sharp gold tip of his tail is playfully sliding across her neck.

He is watching us, Eleanor. Your husband, the man who believes you’re dead, is watching you like this… beneath another man, breathless, trembling, losing yourself across these sheets.”

His hand tightened against my waist, rough fingers digging just enough to draw a sharp breath from my lips as his mouth brushed the shell of my ear.

“Good,” I whispered, a slow, wicked smile curving against my lips as my gaze drifted toward the shadow lingering behind the half-open door.

I tilted my head back, letting the silence stretch, letting him watch every second of it.

“Then let’s give him a show he will never forget.”

**

Once, I had belonged to someone else.

A husband who chose my sister over me.

A family who buried my screams beneath carefully crafted lies and called it love.

A man who did not hesitate when asked which of us deserved to die.

He chose me.

So now, I chose revenge.

A new face. A new name. A new life stitched together from ashes and fury.

I would make him crave me… ache for me… ruin himself trying to possess what he had once thrown away.

And when my sister watched him unravel piece by piece, she would finally understand what betrayal truly felt like.

But revenge was not simple.

To destroy a man, you first had to understand his hunger. His weaknesses. The darkest parts of him he hides.

And the one teaching me how to do that was the last man I should have trusted.

Alexander Blackthorn.

My husband’s older brother.

A ruthless rogue with dangerous eyes, sinful charm, and hands stained by secrets.

A man who believed revenge was never meant to be quick.

It was meant to be savored slowly… until there was nothing left of your enemy but ruin.

Florence is very good at fixing other people's love stories. That's the skill she has. And boom! The business was a huge success and very profitable!

For her, it was a very easy job. People came to her, asking for help finding a suitable match for them. And so far, all her clients have been very satisfied with the work system she has put in place for them. No one complains. They walk out of Florence's office with a sense of excitement and satisfaction that their love problems have been solved.

That is, until disaster strikes when a handsome man named David arrives with a myriad of ridiculous requests.

That's where Florence finds the real challenge and difficulty. If she doesn't help David, her job is in jeopardy because he owns a newspaper and printing business. He will post information that Florence is incompetent at handling her job again. However, if Florence helps him, she doubts if she can fulfill his ridiculous request.

Oh d*mn, what should Florence do?

"Stop talking like that," I said.
"Like what?" He tilted his head slightly, his voice velvet and threat rolled into one. His eyes, sharp and assessing, flicked down to my lips for the briefest second before finding my gaze again.
"You know exactly what I mean," I whispered.
He paused for a moment, his gaze steady, unflinching. Then, in a voice so low it felt like it touched every part of me, he said:
"Because I can't stop thinking about you, Eve."


Eve Callahan never expected was to fall for the one man she could never have—her sister's fiancé.
Roman Hayes is everything she's been searching for. Steady where she's broken, gentle where she's scarred. But their love is the kind that can never see the light. One stolen moment becomes a secret they can't let go of, no matter how much it threatens to ruin them.
Caught between loyalty and desire, Eve must decide: protect the sister who betrayed her… or fight for the love that makes her feel whole again.

After returning from abroad for only a few hours, “Kacha,” an ordinary beta, somehow ends up being mistaken for a stalker fan (a sasaeng) by none other than “Ramil,” a top-tier Omega and famous model.

As luck would have it, they’re thrown together again, but this time as photographer and model on the same project.

At first, Ramil seemed dead set on giving Kacha a hard time.
Nitpicking everything.
Constantly picking fights.
Even going as far as to say…

“Someone so ordinary.”

It left Kacha convinced that Ramil must hate him.

Until one day...

“I've been wooing you, Cha.”
“Didn’t you notice?”

Wait… WHAT?!
Where did that come from?!

Samantha never had the chance to meet her birth mother, who died a few years after she was born. Her aunt had always taken care of her. Up until recently she never thought she would know her father, but that would all change in the span of a few days. It had been 4 months since it happened, but what she didn't know is that it wasn't over yet!

A Young CSI in a big city. Revenge, Suspense, Love. Everything you want in a crime novel and more.

“I am sorry...for...taking your pack” I whispered the last few words, unable to look at him after this realization.

“Don’t be” he sais as he gently cupped the side of my face with the scratches on it, making me looked up into his concerned eyes. “I never wanted to be alpha,” he said with a sigh, looking saddened.

At this I looked at him, confused. If he is my mate then he would still be alpha.

A sudden horrible thought crossed my mind. No he can’t!

With this thought I panicked, and I did something I never thought I would ever do in my life.

I kissed him.


Future alpha Raff has never wanted his title, so when he finds his mate the first female alpha ever he can't help but reject her. Until all secrets are out nobody will be safe.

In their 6-year marriage, Nora never succeeded in making Austin fall in love with her. Upon learning of her stage-IV cancer, she only begged for ten months. "After ten months, I will divorce you. Please, don't hate me." "What game are you playing?" "I'm tired and want to be free." Childhood sweethearts grew old as time passed. Nora loved Austin for 13 years, while Austin gave all his love to someone else. Austin decided to divorce Nora, who was suffering great pain from illness. "Austin, can you wait a little longer?" "Nora, don't love me anymore." In Austin's world, Nora was a restraint, but losing her felt like losing his heart. When all memories surfaced, Austin woke up and realized that the person he loved was always Nora. Nora died during surgery on the operating table, leaving behind their child. "I'm tired; I can't love you anymore. In the next life, let's not meet again. We forgive each other. From now on, we owe each other nothing!" Austin regretted not realizing it sooner and closed off his heart, living each day as if it were the last until one day. "Sir, I am Hannah, not Nora."

The tour bus hung precariously over the cliff's edge, smoke billowing from its engine. Inside, two pregnant women were trapped.

"Captain Walker, both pregnant women are in critical condition. Who do we save first?"

I had been pierced by a steel rod through my abdomen, my water had broken, and I was screaming desperately at my husband:

"Ryan Walker! My water broke! The baby's dying!"

On the other side, his first love Stella clutched her chest, her face deathly pale:

"Ryan, I'm having a heart attack! Save me!"

The man in the firefighter uniform charged toward Stella's side without hesitation.

"Captain, your wife's position is easier to reach!" team member Mike shouted.

"SHUT UP! Follow orders!"

He rushed to Stella without looking back, leaving behind one sentence:

"She won't die. I'm her husband, I take full responsibility."

I found out my entire relationship with the golden boy of hockey was just a sick, twisted bet with his ex-girlfriend.

I gave Felix Sawyer my firsts, my heart, and my absolute devotion, only to stand frozen in a parking lot listening to him and his friends laugh at my pathetic existence. "The whole thing with Bethel was just a bet," he had smiled, shattering my world.

Years later, I’m no longer that naive college nerd. I’m playing in the championship finals, and the only thing standing between me and the trophy is the demon who ruined my life.

"Let's make a bet," Felix whispered, cornering me in the locker room before the game, his smug face inches from mine. "If you win, I'll crawl in the snow. But if I win... you belong to me."

I accepted, fueled by pure, unadulterated hate. I was going to crush him on the ice. I was going to make him bleed tears.

But I didn't.

I watched in absolute horror as the final buzzer blew, and the scoreboard mocked my failure. Felix skated toward me, the crowd chanting his name, a dangerous, predatory smirk on his face.

"A bet is still a bet, darling," he mouthed. And tonight, he was coming to collect his prize.

"Mi Señora, can I have this dance?" said the man to Melanie who immediately accepted him.

"Bye, Avah. Go have some fun!" Her friend giggled and then they went to dance floor. To the ocean of wild people.

Avah sighed and then fumbled with the small cellphone in her pocket. She stood up to get it but in an unexpected event something hit her causing her to throw away her cellphone.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, lady! I'm really sorry." The man said  in drunkenness.

"It's okay." She reciprocated with a good smile and then knelt down to reach for the cellphone.

Just as about to picked her phone up, a masculine hand was fast to gather it from the ground.

"Is this yours?" That's a very nice man. She just nods. "You're a collector or classic phones huh? I'm Davien. You are?"

Avah picked up her cellphone.

"A-Avah. My name is Avah."

This is not your Average romance novel. This dark romance novel contains Steamy contents capable of turning your world upside down.

One of your biggest fantasy should not be wanting your boss bending you over his table.


Never allow your boss lead you into darkness, revealing a whole new world you never knew existed.


Never allow your boss perceive your Arousal, and know what exactly you taste like.


Never allow his spanking fly faster than sparks.

Just like every worker, Rosa sees her boss as a workaholic who loves his job, invest his time into making it a profiting organization, but what she never knew was that Axel has a darker side of him he never showed to anyone, the dominating, possessive, and demonic side of him.

Her biggest fantasies were to get her boss bending her over on his table, doing those terrible things to her, exploring every inch, every curves of her body, most especially her sensitive parts.

Rosa's fantasies was becoming a reality the moment a message beep her phone.

How often was it that two madly successful brothers wanted to sleep with a nobody like me? They worshipped my mom-bod when my own husband couldn't.
They fought with each other to make me theirs. And all of this unleashed passion that no couple nor even a pornstar could reach - over a Christmas getaway.
Sometimes, working as a tour guide comes with its own 'troubles', I guess!


My body was on fire. The young blood, who claimed to be a singer of some sort, had his hand on the small of my back.
Sex with Raphael was anything but exciting. No foreplay, no kissing and no cuddling after boring sex.
But with this young, charming man named DYLAN, I felt excitement even before I guided him to my room. I quickly realized he was right next door - Dylan was my tour neighbor.
Dylan looked at someone and winked at them before closing the door. That was weird. But I was too dazed to realize it.
Dylan turned back to me, his piercing eyes gazing down at me. My body was tingling.
One look and I could see the man's toned body under his soft, spandex white tee. I bit my lip, accidentally directing the hormonal male's attention to my plump, pink lips.
"Are those rose petals...?" Dylan asked, biting his own lip. The sound that he made immediately after made my thighs clench. It sounded like the sexiest groan of a frustrated man!
What was that?