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A couple, a story, however, for him to assume that he loves her will be difficult. For her to forgive him will be complicated, another story of our favorite couple, He loves her but doesn't want to admit this love for her, He falls in love but doesn't want to admit it, but can't hold on for long because he is crazy about her, Ana in turn is more down to earth and wants to go easy.

I made a blood pact with the same man seven times, and broke it seven times.

And this vampire lord also severed our bond seven times for his moonlight goddess.

When we first made the pact, he knelt on one knee and said to me: "For the rest of eternity, my blood and flesh belong only to you."

But whenever his moonlight goddess awakened, the man would change his tune: "Can't you be more understanding? Do you really want Lilith to bear the shame of seducing a married man?"

The first time we broke the pact, I violently tore the contract trying to keep him, the backlash made me vomit blood and faint, yet I never saw him come to check on me.

The third time we broke the pact, I disguised myself as a servant at his banquet, just for a chance to see him one more time.

The sixth time we broke the pact, I had learned to quietly pack my things and move out of our castle by myself.

My hysteria, my endless compromises, my obedient compliance,

earned me his punctual returns for renewal,

and his repeated betrayals.

Until this time, when I received news that his moonlight goddess was about to awaken, I proactively placed the severance agreement before him.

He made our usual appointment for renewal as always, not knowing that

this time, I would leave forever.

Because next month's full moon night would be the coronation ceremony for me, this "walking blood bank," as the Ancestor.

I thought I just had a high sex drive.
Until that night, I dumped another premature loser and downloaded an app called MythosMatch.
Silver-haired Elandil appeared at the bar downstairs. His kiss was laced with deadly danger, his fingers gave me my first real orgasm, his damn size nearly split me apart—
Then I saw his pointed ears.
Turns out human men couldn't satisfy me, not because I was too demanding.
But because I was never fully human to begin with.

"I have no sexual experience, I'm a virgin."
"Virgin?"
"Yeah," I said,"remember how I mentioned that to you in the hospital when I got naked?"
"If you're a virgin," he said again, fixing his gaze on mine,"what are you doing here?"
"I want you to be my first time."

Engineering student Nube Queen mistakenly entered the office of Hades Parker, a millionaire, attractive, and prestigious doctor. She thought he was the gynecologist. As she nervously undressed, she experienced the worst embarrassment of her life. He told her that he was, in fact, the pediatrician.

She escaped the office, hoping to never encounter him again. However, a twist of fate occurred when a new professor joined the university, and this new professor happened to be the charming doctor Hades Parker.

The attraction that Dr. Parker exerted on Nube became tormenting, and she agreed to embark on a forbidden relationship with sensuality, passion, and lust. As their forbidden relationship deepened, Nube grew increasingly eager to unveil the true identity of Hades Parker. However, he hesitated to open his heart to her, fearing that things could spiral out of control. He was concerned that their illicit relationship might be revealed, leading to a scandalous at the university.

Will love conquer all when their relationship was exposed?

Emma is the daughter of the First Dragon Lord and the First human.. Unaware of her power and balance she holds over magical and human realm, the chance meeting and a new job open the doors of possibilities, love, intrigue, family and magic.
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Straddling the man whose lap I am sitting on, I feel his thick, large, fullness inside me.. The connection is unreal.. I feel him fill me and wanting more.. I am hungrily kissing him, wanting him.. I am taking him all the way inside me, panting, sliding up and down on his cock.. The image I see feels real.. I feel wetness between my legs, the burning need for him, every little sensation of his sliding shaft, a burning desire for this man, my juices coating my legs... I want him inside me, I want to feel his touch..We scream in ecstasy and the image blurs.
I see a child..

My fiancé has tried to kill me seventeen times.

Everyone says I'm cursed by the Moon Goddess. Five years, seventeen mating ceremonies—all ending in blood.

An eagle's talons through my spine. Poisoned wine that stopped my heart. Ritual flames that charred my skin. Each time, I survived. Each time, Kael Silverblade held my hand and swore it was fate's cruelty, not his.

I believed him.

Until the seventeenth time.

Blood moon. Three assassins. Nine bone blades cutting precise lines across my body—missing every vital organ, maximizing the pain. I writhed on the sacred stones, screaming until my voice broke.

Three days later, still wrapped in bandages, I heard him talking to his lieutenant outside the healing den.

"Lord Silverblade, she almost died this time. Maybe we should—"

"No." Kael's voice was ice. "Her brother saved my life. My grandfather swore a blood debt—a mating bond to repay it. But goddammit, I love Vira. I've always loved Vira. Not her."

Silence.

"Keep the accidents coming," he said. "As long as she won't let go, we keep going. She'll break eventually. She has to."

I pressed against the wall, tears streaming down my face.

Seventeen times. Not curses. Not fate.

Him.

The male I'd loved since I was sixteen.

But here's what Kael doesn't know—this time, he finally wins.

I won't survive the next full moon.

I was Alessandro Romano's wife in name only—the mafia godfather of Belluno City.
We had the most extravagant wedding this city had ever seen: three thousand guests, flowers lining every street. Everything except a legal marriage certificate.
Over three years, he promised to sign the papers twenty-two times. He canceled every single one.
He would buy two identical necklaces, hanging one around my neck and the other around his mistress's, trading a night spent comforting her for a dismissive apology to me.
After the twenty-one broken promise, I stopped waiting.
I packed my bags and left for the one city he vowed never to enter.
What I didn't know: after I left, the man who ruled the underworld completely lost control.

"I'm a man and I want a child. If you can't give me that, then shut your mouth and just let me be." -Zachary Salazar
"I need an heir, so if you're carrying my child, of course I'll take responsibility. But only if..."- Maximilian Klein

Evangeline who was diagnosed with infertility after marrying Zachary Salazar, discovers her husband's infidelity with her best friend, and is now expecting.
And when she finally filed for divorce, it did not go as planned. Her husband refuses to let her go.
But her problem does not end there as she ends up pregnant from a one night stand, and later on she discovers, that even her own brother was frightfully obsessed with her.
How will she deal will all this chaos lurking in her life?"

When love collides with revenge, the stakes are deadly.

Lilianna Genovese thought she had left the violent world of organized crime behind. But when she returns to New York for her brother’s wedding, tragedy strikes. Her family is massacred in a brutal attack by the Russian mob, leaving her and her young son as the sole survivors of her family’s legacy.

Enter Matteo Costello—the dangerous, commanding mafia heir who once stole Lilianna’s heart and doesn’t yet know he’s the father of her child. Driven by a shared thirst for vengeance, Matteo pulls Lilianna back into the shadows of the life she fled. As enemies close in and alliances crumble, Lilianna must step into the dangerous role of leading her father’s empire to protect what remains of her family.

As tension ignites between Lilianna and Matteo, their buried feelings resurface. But trust doesn’t come easily in a world drenched in blood and betrayal. Secrets threaten to tear them apart, even as their enemies draw closer. And when the Russians target Lilianna’s son, she and Matteo must decide just how far they’ll go to protect what’s theirs.

In this dark and gripping mafia romance, love is both the deadliest weapon and the only thing worth fighting for. Will Lilianna and Matteo survive the war brewing around them, or will their passion destroy them both?

Ravaging Mrs. Claire

Her body hit the wall, her breath trembling as her eyes darted across my face.
I knew that look — the one that screams lust.
It made my mouth water instantly.

“Stay back,” she gasped, her voice unsteady.
But I did the opposite.
As our bodies pressed together, I felt her tremble beneath me.

“I just want you and that… that—” she faltered, the words dying as my hands found her hips.

“That what, Mrs. Claire?” I murmured.

She swallowed hard.
Mrs. Claire — the woman who lets desire consume her.
The woman I can’t get out of my head.


Mrs. Claire:
How did I find myself in this mess?
I only wanted them to leave my family alone.
But now… here I am, caught in a scandal of my own.

What happens when your husband's mistress boyfriend becomes your Dom.

After several abuse from her husband, Florence refused to let go of her home rather she was willing to fight for her marriage but not long when her husband mistress moved in and she was kicked out of her house. It was around this time she met Max, her billionaire ex boyfriend who was ready to do anything to have her back. Florence was ready to give love another chance and to start her life again with Max but Cole, her husband was not ready to let go. When calamity strikes Florence was thrown in a confused state on who exactly to be with between her abusive husband and her ex billionaire lover.

I once thought marriage was redemption.

I hid that I was a billionaire heiress, threw on an apron and played the perfect housewife. For three years, I pawned my jewelry to bail him out, stayed up all night fixing his business proposals, only for him to parade his mistress around our house.

She wore my limited-edition cashmere sweater, smashed my expensive china, his mother called me worthless for not popping out kids, and he called me cheap trash he couldn't stand anymore.

Fifty thousand dollars—that's what he thought three years of my life was worth.

When I got pregnant, I thought things would change, only to get shoved down the stairs and lose everything.

While I was still bleeding in that hospital bed, he forced me to sign divorce papers, threatening to destroy me completely.

In the La Perla private room, he made me crawl like a dog, trying to pimp me out to some random guy.

He had no idea I wasn't just hiding my identity—I was hiding my claws.

Aurora Marco has been engaged from birth to the Rocco family after her family's Mafia Empire experienced a fatal fall from glory. Only a merger with a strong Mafia Family could help restore their fallen empire and the only family who was strong enough and willing was the Rocco's. In exchange, their first daughter and the first son of the Rocco's had to be married to each other and PRODUCE AN HEIR.
Matteo Rocco, a notorious Mafia Lord and the sexy bad boy in Italy. Known for his ruthlessness in business dealings, getting whatever he wanted whenever he wanted it, engaged from birth to the daughter of a former Mafa boss to merge his fallen empire with the high Lord Rocco to form a bigger empire.
Will Matteo's black and unloving heart be willing to open to his new bride? Will he ever show a side of him other than the Ruthlessness?

Everyone knows Adrian loves me more than life itself. When that car crashed, he threw himself over me and took the hit. First thing he said when he woke up in the hospital: "Where is she? Is she okay?"

Everyone says I married the best man in the city.

What they don't know is this man has married me ten times. And divorced me ten times. All for the woman he's never gotten over.

The first time, I got on my knees and begged him not to leave. He just looked at me with those cold eyes and said, "Don't embarrass yourself."

The fourth time, we were fighting in the car. Then we crashed, and I lost our baby.

By the seventh time, I stopped crying. Just signed the papers, packed my things, waited for him to come back like he always did.

My tears, my compromises, all those times I bent until I nearly broke. What did I get? Him coming back like clockwork, just to do it all over again.

This time, when he slides that tenth divorce agreement across the desk, I finally get it. Some people's hearts never had room for you in the first place.

So this time, I'm throwing him out. Him and this whole Mrs. Hayes charade. Straight into the trash where they belong.

I've caught my fiancé Henry cheating ninety-nine times. And every single time, I forgave him.

That's because I have this rare condition—short-term memory loss. Every morning, I wake up with no memory of what happened the day before.

But then, out of nowhere, a car accident actually cured me.

I was so excited. I rushed over to tell Henry the good news, but stopped cold when I heard him outside the door, joking around with his friends:

"Didn't Judy get sick because she walked in on you and Kenna having sex?"

On her Eighteenth birthday, Laura discovers her fated mate is none other than her best friend- The Alpha's son. But instead of love, she finds betrayal; he rejects her, instead, claiming her perfect twin sister as his Luna.

Humiliated, heartbroken and tired of the repeated mocks and scorns from the pack, she runs away and is killed in an accident orchestrated by her sister.

Everyone believes she died.

But she survives, coming back years later, no as th twin everyone mocked and detested, but as a radiant deadly power warrior with a status that shakes the world.

Soon enough, she's torn between revenge and desire, the dangerous pull of a bond she thought had been broken years ago.

After seven years of being an ignored wife and mother, she finally files for divorce.
She returns to her career as a top designer and shines brightly.
When her billionaire husband realizes what he lost, he begs her to come back.
But it’s too late—she’s already moved on.

"Jessica, you can't escape.

There's nowhere in the world that I can't find you. No matter where you run, I will find you."

But what he never expected was that he had used all of his power and connections to search for her, but there was no record of Jessica at any airport, high-speed railway station, bus station, or even hotel.

Was it true what she said, that she evaporated from this world like a human being, and really went to a place where he could never find her again?

Our love transcends time... Sailing on Titanic 2 was supposed to be a fun trip for my mom. It turned into a nightmare for me. When I fall into the pool and hit my head, I wake up not on Titanic 2 but on the real Titanic--the one that's about to sink in a couple of days. Thankfully, a young man is there to help me. Will is amazing. He's intelligent, caring, handsome... and about to die. Not to mention he was born in the 1800s! Convincing him I'm from 2025 is difficult. Convincing him that this unsinkable ship is about to go down is even harder. Can I convince Will to help me save lives aboard the fated ship? Will I ever get back to 2025? And if I do... how will I let Will go? Back to Titanic is the first in a series of time travel romance stories that also includes Back to Gettysburg, Back to Bunker Hill, and Back to the Highlands. All of them are combined in this story.

A string of brutal murders has bodies piling up in Brooklyn, and Detective Frankie Donovan knows what is going on. Clues left at the crime scenes point to someone from the old neighborhood, and that isn't good. Frankie has taken two oaths in his life—the one he took to uphold the law when he became a cop, and the one he took with his two best friends when they were eight years old and inseparable.  Those relationships have forced Frankie to make many tough decisions, but now he faces the toughest one of his life; he has five murders to solve and one of those two friends is responsible. If Frankie lets him go, he breaks the oath he took as a cop and risks losing his job. But if he tries to bring him in, he breaks the oath he kept for twenty-five years—and risks losing his life. In the neighborhood where Frankie Donovan grew up, you never broke an oath.

Engaged, abducted, and falling for a man accused of murder.

From the outside, Adaline Connor has it all. She’s on the fast track to medical school and newly engaged to the perfect guy, at least when he's sober. Beaten down by his abuse, Addy turns to cutting, her success hanging on a razor's edge.

When she impulsively offers a handsome hitchhiker a ride to the next town, everything she thinks she knows comes into question.

He seems kind, charming and sexy as hell until he pulls a weapon, forcing her to drive him across the country.

Jay Dexter has no intention of hurting anyone. Falsely accused of his sister's murder, he's on the run and in a race to find the true culprit.

As law enforcement closes in, Addy and Jay forge a deep connection, and Addy must choose between a past she's not even sure she wants anymore or a future that may not outlast the hour.

I donated a kidney to my adopted sister.

Seven days later, I lay on the cold hospital bed, listening to my fiancé and family laughing down the hall.

They were popping champagne to celebrate my adopted sister's discharge.

No one remembered I had just had surgery. No one remembered my nut allergy.

When someone handed me a plate of almonds, I smiled.

I shoved them into my mouth, handful after handful, and swallowed them down. Then I told them I was done fighting for their love.

My fiancé demanded I postpone our wedding. My brother beat me until I bled and locked me on the rooftop to die.

After being abandoned eighty-eight times, I finally learned how to love myself—by cutting everyone who failed me out of my life.

"Noah, we can't..."

"Can't what?"
"Someone will come."
"No one can access this elevator now."
"Are you going to help me 'cool down,' Emma?"

I never imagined a three-year contract marriage would destroy and rebuild my entire world.

My name is Emma Wells, and I sold myself into marriage to save my father. Noah York—cold, brilliant, untouchable—needed a wife to protect his "white moonlight" Lucy Manning's public image. I knew the rules: play the loving wife in public, stay invisible in private, walk away when the contract expired.

But what happens when you fall for a man who can't—or won't—love you back?

When Lucy returned from Europe, everything changed. She wanted Noah. She wanted me gone. And she was willing to poison me to get what she wanted.

Then I discovered I was pregnant. With Noah's child. The one complication our contract never anticipated.

Should I tell him the truth and risk losing everything? Or disappear before he could reject me and our baby?

But Noah wasn't who I thought he was. Neither was I.

My "rescue" thirteen years ago? A lie. My parents? Not my real family. The mysterious savior I called "Z"? Closer than I ever imagined.

My name is Emma Wells York. And this is how I learned that sometimes, the most dangerous deal you make is with your own heart.

Seven years. Seven bonding ceremonies. Seven times a pack of feral strays charged through the territory on the full moon and tore into me before the marking could take.
I thought the Moon Goddess had cursed us.
Then I woke up in the pack hospital and heard my Alpha whispering to her — the delicate white wolf he called his "sister."
"Next time you let them in, could you tell them to go easier? I'm scared she might actually die."
Seven years of attacks. Every single one orchestrated by the man I loved, designed to break me down until I gave up the Luna title and made room for her.
So I played the recording in front of his grandmother, looked him in the eye, and ended the engagement myself.
He thought that was the worst I could do.
He had no idea what those seven years had already cost me — what was already shutting down inside my body while he stood there worrying about her.
By the time he found out, it was far too late.

One fall ended my Olympic dreams.
Betrayed by the person I trusted most and crushed by a love that shattered on the ice, I fled to college, desperate to forget.

But fate had other plans.

Not only did my ex and his shiny new fiancée show up on campus, but so did Lukas—mysterious, graceful, and with eyes that saw straight through me.

Our connection was instant. Electric. Dangerous.

And then he said something impossible.

“The last thing I remember was skating beneath the Vind Ljoske…”

“What’s that?”

“The northern lights,” he said—with a smile that hinted at secrets too wild to believe.

Magic, heartbreak, and second chances collide in this story of love that defies time... and gravity.

Our love transcends time... Sailing on Titanic 2 was supposed to be a fun trip for my mom. It turned into a nightmare for me. When I fall into the pool and hit my head, I wake up not on Titanic 2 but on the real Titanic--the one that's about to sink in a couple of days. Thankfully, a young man is there to help me. Will is amazing. He's intelligent, caring, handsome... and about to die. Not to mention he was born in the 1800s! Convincing him I'm from 2025 is difficult. Convincing him that this unsinkable ship is about to go down is even harder. Can I convince Will to help me save lives aboard the fated ship? Will I ever get back to 2025? And if I do... how will I let Will go? Back to Titanic is the first in a series of time travel romance stories that also includes Back to Gettysburg, Back to Bunker Hill, and Back to the Highlands. All of them are combined in this story.

Milan learned that her husband, Enver, cheated on her so she decided to leave their house without even saying goodbye.

After five years, they met each other again and she became the secretary of her ex-husband whom she misses so much. Still, she had to act as if she was already moving on and keep everything between them professionally because she already learned her lesson.

But will she be able to avoid him now that Enver is willing to do everything to claim her back? Will their love be sweeter the second time around?

Maya, a college student, thinks it's just another strange Tuesday until she finds a mysterious old knight in her living room. Sir Damien isn't just any knight, though. He's a strong fighter from 500 years ago who has been magically brought into the present day. As Maya helps him learn how to use computers and order pizza, she finds out the shocking truth: Damien was sent back in time by a bad wizard to stop him from saving his kingdom. Now Maya has to help this grumpy, sword-wielding hunk get back to his own time before the portal shuts for good. But she wasn't supposed to fall in love with him along the way. Some fates are important enough to fight for hundreds of years.

This is a story about a group of "Avengers." Some, driven by unresolved regret in their final moments, find their souls traveling back to the past, carrying their memories. Given a second chance at life, some choose to send their enemies straight to hell. Some, unwilling to accept a life of misfortune, carve out a new path for themselves. They are warriors fighting against the chains of fate.
I once tried to uncover the secret behind their time reversal, but I discovered that the stories around them were far more fascinating than the mystery itself…

What seems like another lifetime ago, I was a chubby, wolfless teenager in a pack. But things have changed, my wolf has revealed itself, I have been trained to be a warrior. Forced to return to the largest pack in the United States, The Lunar Pack, I intend to show its inhabitants the new me.
Without forgetting its three alphas, which directs it and which made me undergo a true hell, younger. Caleb, Finn and Theo should be careful because Elena is back and she is not the same as they once knew.

Metharaj “Raj” Chaiya, heir to a brutal crime dynasty, defied his fate to protect a mysterious boy who slipped through time. Their bond ended in betrayal and blood, birthing a curse that has haunted every life they reincarnated into.

As Meta struggles to recover the love they once shared, Thyme is consumed by the return of buried trauma—awakening Khyme, a darker self convinced that destruction is the only way to keep him safe.

But unseen hands guide their suffering. A shadowy Puppeteer engineers disasters from behind the veil, determined to ensure the lovers never break free.

When Meta steps through a portal into a twisted forest to rescue Thyme, the true enemy reveals itself. Between a past soaked in blood and a future spiraling toward ruin, one question remains: Can love rewrite fate before time itself shatters?

"This is what you want to do to me?" I didn't even know if I wanted to hear his answer because deep down I already knew.

"Yes." Lincoln didn't even hesitate. His hand slid up to cup my mound. "From the moment I first saw you to this very second, I want to fill you. Stretch you and lock myself so far into your pussy that you're screaming because you don't know where I end and you begin."

Lincoln's lips found my throat and he bit down. "Not taking you is the hardest thing I have ever had to do."

"You want to hurt me?" My voice was thick with tears.

"Yes." Lincoln moved under me. Rubbing back and forth along the crack of my ass. "Is that what you want to hear, Hope? Yes, I want to make you scream."


Artist Hope finds herself trapped in a harsh world where beauty has vanished, replaced by violence and despair. In this brutal society, women are forced to become sexual companions—trading their bodies for protection and survival.
Hope refuses to accept this fate. She escapes into the dangerous wilderness, determined to survive on her own terms, only to encounter the legendary werewolf Alpha Lincoln. This powerful leader controls the companion system, yet from their first meeting, he seems inexplicably drawn to Hope in ways that defy all rules.
When Hope discovers an ancient letter that reveals shocking truths about this world, she must confront not only the harsh reality of her situation, but also the forbidden attraction growing between them—a love that could destroy everything they know.

He fell through time. She just wanted him out of her apartment. Now they’re bound by a curse that could kill them both.
Ava’s life is in chaos on a good day, but things only get worse when a scarred, furious knight crashes into her apartment, claiming she summoned him from five hundred years ago.

Kael is dangerous, confusing, and way too hot for someone threatening to kill her unless she helps him return home. The only problem is, they’re magically bonded together. The harder they fight it, the stronger the pull becomes.
As ancient magic awakens inside Ava and enemies from Kael’s past return, their explosive chemistry becomes deeper—and far more dangerous. Time is running out, and one will be lost forever if they can’t break the curse.

"Say it like you mean it, darling," he purred, leaning in and licking my neck, "and I might stop."
My mother got remarried... and cursed me in the process. I thought moving into this mansion would be the worst part of it. I was wrong. Because living here means living under the same roof with them. The Varkas brothers. Beautiful. Dangerous. Possessive. And absolutely, devastatingly off-limits. They call me "stepsister. "
But the way they look at me? The way they touch me? It's anything but brotherly. There's something wrong with them. Something not... human. I can feel it in the way their eyes flash when they're angry. In the way their bodies burn hotter than they should. In the way they move, like predators in the dark. I don't know what they are. But I know one thing... whatever's hunting me now, I won't survive it. Not if I keep letting them close. Not if I keep letting them ruin me with their hands, their mouths, their filthy words.
I should run. I should fight. But the truth is... part of me doesn't want to escape. Because whatever they are... I crave it. And once they claim me, there's no coming back. One more thing... All three of them touch me, all three of them make me feel things, but there's one in particular... One...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn't a sweet romance kind of book. It's dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, "Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt. " But if this is not, then...

Valerie Lysander thought she already found her soulmate and love of her life Tate, until she walked in on him with her editor. Not only did Tate cheat on her, he ruined her career by exposing her one secret.
Her infertility.
Valerie took a break and decided to spend it with her parents when she caught the attention of the city's most ruthless Mafia billionaire Leonard Skavinski, who only wanted a mother for his kids. There's no way to say no to him, he gets what he wants. A contract marriage as an escape from her Ex and her shame, she embraced the new life and an opportunity to be the mother of Leonard's children with all it gives. What she didn't expect was the brutal reality that she married a mafia devil himself.
What next when Valerie wants to be more than just Mrs Skavinski in name only? Is being a mother to Leonard's kids enough for her in the marriage without her husband's love? What happens when the line between love and lust blurs?
Will she be emotionally okay when her husband confesses he's still very much interested in his ex-wife?

Claire Monroe was once a rising star in the LAPD, engaged to the man she thought she’d spend her life with. In a single night, everything shattered—her career, her love, her world. Seeking refuge, she arrives in Grayhaven, a coastal town located in California.

At first, she brushes aside the uneasy glances and whispered warnings, but everything changes when in 48 hours of being in town. She discovers the body of a teenage boy, lifeless against the jagged cliffs.

From that instant, Grayhaven’s deceiving calm vanishes. Shadows stretch longer than they should, whispers crawl through the fog, and unseen eyes follow her every step. Each clue drags her further into a tide of secrets, where the past conceals unspeakable horrors—and those who pry too deeply may never surface again.

Because, In Grayhaven, the tide always turns—and it spares no one.

When a mysterious merman washes ashore, injured and without memory, he is discovered by Cleo, a whimsical woman raised on tales of sea folk, shipwrecks, and magical beings. At first, she wonders if the figure is driftwood, but the flicker of a teal tail and the human face beneath the sand tell her otherwise. Cleo’s curiosity and compassion drive her to care for him, binding his wounds, helping him adjust to a strange new world, and uncovering glimpses of his lost identity.

As the days pass, a tentative bond grows between them, built on trust, gentle touches, shared stories, and small discoveries. Cleo introduces him to human life, clothing, and food, while he discovers his legs, his strength, and the unusual resilience of his body. Through her grandmother’s tales and old diaries, he learns of magical beings, water spirits, and the rare concept of a “mate” a bond that transcends species, worlds, and time.

Amid healing and exploration, both realize their connection is deeper than mere circumstance. Love, trust, and destiny intertwine as they navigate the boundary between land and sea, magic and reality, memory and discovery. Their journey is one of wonder, transformation, and the undeniable pull of fate, a story of a lost soul found, and the human heart awakened by the extraordinary.

Charlotte has been married to the love of her life for ten years, but living with him was nothing but misery.

When the patriarch of the Houghton family decided that his grandson would marry the last living Sinclair, Charlotte was happy. Her feelings for Christopher were thicker than blood and as deep as an obsession, so she held him tight and chained him to herself.

But there’s nothing Christopher Houghton hates more than his wife.

For all these years, they had hurt each other in a dance of love, hate, and revenge — until Charlotte had enough and ended it all.

On her deathbed, Charlotte swears that if she were given the chance to do things right, she would go back in time and divorce her husband.

This time, she’ll finally let Christopher go…
But will he allow it?


"My cock pulses again, and I take a sharp breath, feeling my innards twist with a strange desire that’s unknown to me.
Leaning against my room door, I feel the coolness of the wood through my shirt, but nothing can soothe this desire; each part of me shudders with the need for relief.
I look down, seeing the huge bulge marking the sweatpants...

“It can’t be…” I close my eyes tightly again and lean my head back against the door, “Hey, it’s Charlotte… why are you getting hard?”
She’s the woman I swore I’d never touch or love, the one who became a symbol of resentment for me. "

My heart skips as my breath ceased, he had me trapped between him and the table.
My body quack in his hold and I tried to wade off the sensation that I felt around me.
I just lost someone dear, I should be mourning not moaning!
He curb my cheeks in his hand and leaned his face closer to mine.
"We should...be doing...this" I muttered, barely recognizing my voice as it was replaced by an unintentionally moan.
His cock pressed against mine and I sucked my breath.
"I know, but I can't help myself from falling" he whispers and before I could say another word, he captured my lips.


Alan is the heir to the alpha's empire who's in love with peris, his bodyguard.
His father, against his sexual preference marries him off to his friend's daughter and eliminates peris secretly.
However, would that stop Alan's longing heart?
What happens when he comes in face with his childhood sweetheart as a brother-in-law?

Leaving my birth home seemed like the most difficult decision until I have to adapt as the Alpha of a Pack I know nothing about. When erroneous and jeopardizing choices streaks into the Pack, it seems as if a mass of perilous bombs revolves around the Sphere.

My life is taking a bad turn and Phyllis does not give me a moment of slack. She wants to groom a strong, defensive Alpha and I see all her effort crashing when my Mate dies.

Yet in the heart of these inevitable occurrences, not only do I find myself flanked by my mating bond and the gripping snare of a furtive woman. I also realize that I am wedged between the plights of a reincarnated Mephistophelean searching for his rebirthed lover and a savage witch striving to rouse her Queen from an infinity curse.

Caveat: Detailed smut scene, flecks of same-sex smut~

After a humiliating breakup, Athena’s best friend tricks her into helping their roommate, Jonas Parker, rehearse for a romantic comedy audition. One fake marriage license, several drinks, and one very questionable cousin later, Athena wakes up to discover she’s apparently married.
To her best friend.
And the entire internet knows about it.
Determined to fix the mistake, Athena plans to get an annulment immediately—until Jonas lands the role of a lifetime, and staying married suddenly becomes part of the deal. Jonas has spent years telling everyone exactly one thing: “We’re not dating.” Now he’s trying to convince the world that his accidental wife isn’t just his best friend. Because if their marriage falls apart, so might his acting career.
As if that isn’t complicated enough, Athena’s estranged billionaire father wants her to come home and claim her place as heir to his empire, her ex-boyfriend wants her back now that he knows she’s rich, and her new boss turns out to be Duke Montgomery—her former fiancé who still hasn’t forgiven her for breaking his heart.
With jealous exes, scheming socialites, corporate power struggles, fake relationships, family secrets, a charming stranger and a wedding neither of them remembers agreeing to, Athena and Jonas are about to discover that friendship is a lot easier than love.
And then Athena begins to notice something she never saw before. Maybe the person she’s been looking for has been standing beside her all along.
After all, what happens in Vegas was supposed to stay in Vegas.
Instead, it followed her home and it might just change her life forever.

I was reborn on the exact night my guardian, Caleb, was consumed by a drug-induced rut.

This time, I didn't hesitate. I dialed his fated Luna directly. "Your Alpha is in rut. You have ten minutes to come collect him."

In my past life, I loved the Alpha who took me in. I gave him everything when he needed it most, throwing myself into the fire just to save him, even bearing his pup.

But that same night, his precious "white moon"—Selena—went out for a walk, only to be dragged away and slaughtered by rogues.

She had mind-linked him thirty-three times before she died. But he was with me, delivering our baby, and he blocked her out.

For that, my reward was a silver collar piercing my scent glands in the cold dungeons. I was forced to watch my baby die in agony, my last sight in this world being Caleb’s eyes, filled with pure, unadulterated disgust.

"If you hadn't refused to call Selena that night, if you hadn't been such a whore begging for my bed, she would never have died."

"You and this bastard pup... the world is cleaner with you both dead."

I blinked, and the nightmare shattered. I was back. Back to the exact night the aphrodisiac triggered his rut.

Twenty-one times.

I've signed the mate bond with Kael Nightshade, Lord of the Black Panther Clan, twenty-one times.

And dissolved it twenty-one times.

Not because we didn't love each other.

But because every few months, she comes back.

Seraphine. His first love. The angel who shattered her wings saving him, leaving her mind fractured and fragile.

"Seeing the mate mark sends her into psychotic breaks," he'd say, burning the bond from my skin. "I owe her my life."

So I'd erase the mark. Burn the contract. Pretend we were never bound.

The first time, I cried and begged. He backhanded me: "Cut the bullshit. We'll rebond once she's back in the sanatorium."

The thirteenth time, I followed them to a tavern and watched him tenderly kiss the scarred stumps where her wings used to be. When I confronted them, he knocked me down and locked me in enchanted restraints for seven days straight.

Sign. Burn. Erase. An endless cycle I couldn't escape.

Until the twenty-first time.

Fire engulfed the manor. Seraphine and I were trapped in different wings. Kael could only save one of us.

"Kael!" I collapsed at the window, smoke choking my lungs. "I'm pregnant—please—"

He shifted into his panther form and bolted toward her room.

The guards dragged me out thirty minutes later. Third-degree burns across my back, lungs filled with ash, blood pooling beneath me.

No heartbeat.

Kael stood in the safe zone, holding an unscathed Seraphine in his arms. From the moment the flames erupted until they pulled me from the rubble, he never looked back.

Not once.

The twenty-first dissolution was my choice.

There won't be a twenty-second.

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.

"Allen doesn't like mangoes. Let him have the hazelnut chocolate."
Watching my fiancée gently peel fruit for another man while casually suggesting I eat the hazelnuts that could send me into anaphylactic shock, the three years of my humble, desperate efforts to please her finally died completely.
It was just a few days ago that she notified me she wanted that man to replace me as the groom at our wedding, which we had been planning for half a year.
I used to think love could warm a stone, but her heart was entirely tied to that fraud.
I swallowed all my grievances, turned around, and dialed my mentor's number: "I accept the position in Zurich."
I personally dismantled the wedding home I had painstakingly arranged for her, boarded the departing flight without looking back.
Cecilia, I'm not participating in this farcical, self-deceiving drama anymore.

At night, it was already midnight when Asher came home from dinner.

He knew that Nora would come to The Howe family today. His grandpa Howard had asked Asher to meet Nora, but he refused on the grounds of work. He was not interested in this fiancee at all, and the engagement would be broken sooner or later

After returning to the room, Asher took a bath and went to sleep.

Probably because he drank a little too much tonight, Asher didn't realize there were other women in the room until he lay down.

He was slightly stunned. In the darkness, Asher could not see the woman's face. She turned over and hugged him. The girl murmured, "Good bear, don't make any noise. Just sleep."

Asher was frozen.

The woman had a very familiar smell, the same as that person...

Probably because of the alcohol, Asher didn't move, lying down with Nora and falling asleep.

In six years of marriage, I sacrificed everything for this family.
But my husband, Arthur, poured all his time and energy into another woman. Even worse, my own children wished for his mistress to be their mother.
When I realized I had been completely discarded—left truly alone in this house—something changed.
My eyes fell upon my mother’s Nobel Prize medal, and a fire ignited within me. A resolve of steel hardened my heart: From this moment on, I would live for myself!
Husband? Divorce him. Children? I was done with them.
From now on, I would be the master of my own destiny!
I returned to the laboratory, commanded the podium, and claimed the very same honors my mother once held.
But when I finally shoved the divorce papers into Arthur’s hands, his world—and the children’s—collapsed.
His initial flash of rage instantly crumbled. With bloodshot eyes, he fell to his knees before me, his voice hoarse and broken.
"Irene... I’m begging you... please don't leave me..."

Alpha Geirolf once fought his entire Ulvarr Pack just to mate me.
But Anniken's arrival turned all his sweeping vows to ash.
He let her take over the manor, shatter my mother’s moonstone bracelet, and lock me—burning with a high fever—in the dungeon to be thrown into freezing water.
The biting cold silently stole the baby in my womb. He saw the crimson pooling on the floor, yet turned his back to comfort that woman and her fake tears.
And on the 108th time I handed him the rejection papers, he finally snapped our mate bond...