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The Hockey House is chaos.

Hot hockey players. Messy relationships. Zero boundaries.

And Chloe Bennett just became the newest addition.

What started as a summer fling with Daniel Kim—quiet, controlled, and way too good at reading her—turns into something more when she steps into his world: a house full of elite hockey players, their messy love lives, and the kind of tension you can feel the second you walk in.

There’s the golden couple everyone envies.
The playboy who’s never heard the word no.
The girl who refuses to fall for him—and makes him want her even more.
And the relationships that look perfect… until they’re not.

Because when Penalty Box Transgressions—an anonymous podcast—starts exposing secrets about the team, everything spirals.

A past hookup turns into a present problem.
Jealousy starts bleeding into friendships.
And lines between loyalty and betrayal get blurred real fast.

Suddenly, every glance means something.
Every touch lingers too long.
And every secret has the power to ruin everything.

The deeper Chloe gets into the Hockey House…

…the harder it is to tell what’s real, what’s a game—

and who she’s actually falling for.

Because in a house like this?

Everyone plays dirty.

On the rocky coastline of a Maine fishing village, two people find new hope in each other.  Jess Pelletier’s life has spun out of control. Her ex-fiancé has broken the bank—or at least her account—and she’s just been laid off. So she takes a bold step. The Maine fishing village of Applecross Cove looks like the perfect refuge for her to retreat and reset her life. When Mark Breton’s realtor aunt sends him to Jess with the lease and the key to Jess’s house, the key to her heart isn’t part of the deal. But the guy’s pretty hard to ignore. With a heart that’s gone rogue, Jess desperately clings to her plan to build a new life and a business. Fate hasn’t given Mark very much reason to trust, but he’s come to terms with the accident that derailed his dreams years ago. When feelings for Jess bring his heart back to life, the past comes along with it and looms between them. Now they’ll both have to confront it or miss out on their one chance at love.

He pinned me down on the bed and came on top of me, holding me down while he kissed my neck forcibly.

Suddenly, the room to the door swung open. Desmond lifted his face and looked at the person standing in the door, his own fiance, the mother to his son.

"What?" after she remained silent, Desmond shouted in annoyance.

"You guys were making way too much noise," she forced a weak smile on her face and rubbed her hands nervously, "You are scaring your three-year-old son Desmond!" she mumbled the last part very softly, her eyes scanning me under her fiancé, completely topless.

"Take him to the park!" He ignorantly replied and just like that, he was done with the conversation. His attention went back to me and the lust shone through his eyes once again.

"NOOO!" I shouted, fighting under him to free myself.

"DON'T JUST FUC*ING STAND THERE AND DO NOTHING, I COULD YOU LET HIM DO THIS TO ANOTHER GIRL?" I bitterly yelled at his fiance, who was still watching us with tears in her eyes.

Why was she allowing it?

"Desmond!" after my words shook her awake, his name left her lips in an utter emergency.

"I was thinking, don't you wanna spend some time with your son? He wanna go to the park with you." One could look at the horror on her face.

"Fine, give me a half-hour, I'll come out when I'm done inside her." his voice covered my skin in goosebumps and tears sprung down my cheeks.

"DON'T YOU FU***** LEAVE ME HERE. YOU BROUGHT ME HERE AS A NANNY FOR YOUR SON OR AS A WHO*** FPR YOUR FIANCE?" I shouted once I realized she wasn't going to fight for me.

After nine years in the army, Asher Fitzgerald returns to Two Bear Meadow—a decorated sniper, a rancher, and the town’s quiet hero. But the war didn’t end when he came home. Haunted by PTSD and the brutal memories of captivity, Asher struggles to live beyond survival. The open fields of Montana mirror his isolation, and the ghosts of his past stalk every quiet night.
When Asher falls in love, he falls hard. For a while, he dares to dream again—to build, to belong, to believe. But as despair and nightmares reclaim their hold, he’s forced to face the truth: before he can love anyone, he must first forgive himself.
Desperate to heal, Asher finally seeks help, beginning a painful journey through therapy and self-reckoning. Along the way, life takes an unexpected turn—two foster boys enter his care, awakening a fragile new sense of purpose. Asher learns that strength isn’t just about enduring—it’s about choosing to live.
The Lansing House is a moving story of redemption, resilience, and the courage to find peace after war. It’s about learning to let go of control, embrace vulnerability, and fight—not for survival, but for happiness.

This book is a work of fiction. All characters are fictional.

Any religious references made was done solely for the purpose of

Bringing the story to reality and making it believable to the readers.

No dis-respect to religious beliefs was intended.

Blood Sisters of the Michael family. The most powerful bloodline of dark witches, one of them sets out to ruin the world by bringing back their father who is a servant of an evil known as the darkness, while the others seek to stop her.

Welcome to Weston Hills.

A world of Witches and everything in-between.

After ending an on-again, off-again relationship of seven years, Vera decides to foster a Siberian husky named Evan to mark the start of her new single life. She can’t wait to cuddle with her new furry roommate, take him on walks, and play fetch. But Evan is no ordinary dog . . .and when night falls, Vera is in for a surprise.

“Still hate me, Quinn?”

“More than yesterday, less than tomorrow”

Purple Quinn spent years rebuilding her life after the accident.

The last person she expected to see again was Harry Bords—the reckless boy who turned her pain into a joke.
Now he’s Roonie’s most famous biker and playboy
And also her housemate

Living under one roof with him becomes a job, constantly annoying each other, proving who hates who more and also trying not to fall in love.

Hating each other was easy
But ignoring the way he looked at her? Impossible.

Eliot and Revean must face the sins of their fathers and hope that at least one of them survives. Our parents decided our future long before we were born. We have no say in what happens now.
Well, she doesn't, because she's mine. I will make her pay for what was taken from me.
All her dreams of a normal life are about to vanish. Replaced by a nightmare from hell. Death might be her best option.
But I won't let that happen. I'll get my pound of flesh. I'll make her suffer.
I am the devil she thinks I am.
So why do I find myself starting to worry about her.

Loving a demon is forbidden.
Desiring one is inevitable.
Urik has always known that power comes at a price. He is a solitary sorcerer, living among shadows and spells.
Until one day, after a ritual, everything begins to change.
He starts to feel a disturbing presence...
Between one dream and another, he meets Melek...
This being shakes Urik to his core, and despite being a feared and respected sorcerer, he has his weaknesses—and Melek is becoming one of them.
But the attraction is undeniable. Neither can resist it, and they get involved, even knowing that their relationship is forbidden and a betrayal between their realms.
When they are discovered and confronted, they must face their sins or be torn apart. But then comes the question:
What would you be willing to sacrifice for love?

Two worlds. One empire. And a whole lot of family drama.
From the concrete grit of an American neighborhood to the sterile glass towers of a billion-dollar security empire, The House of Charuzu was built on discipline, hustle, and community. But somewhere along the way, that soul got lost in a maze of corporate policies, luxury branding, and family scandals.
Now led by image-obsessed heirs Aoki Aalam and Cadeyrn—who’ve mastered order but not empathy the empire is powerful but hollow. Meanwhile, Joy and Lotus, granddaughters of the OG streetwise landlord Charles, are back. Armed with tech smarts, emotional scars, and prophetic warnings from neighborhood elder Mr. Pat, these women are shaking the marble floors of prestige with community-rooted truth.
Boundaries vs. belonging. Control vs. compassion.
One side must learn the power of real human connection.
The other must learn structure—or risk repeating the cycle of chaos.
Expect boardroom blowups, back-alley wisdom, emotional gut punches, and slow-burn romance as two legacies collide in a story where security ain’t just a service—it’s a soul check.

After months of being bullied at school, things got even worse—the bullies said they wanted to come to my house.
Wanted to see what kind of family a "dog" like me came from.
I begged them, sobbing, not to do it.
Because my dad is a serial killer. My mom is a twisted murderer. And my brother is a full-blown psychopath.
If they come to my house, they will die.

Jennifer is a self-made billionaire with a passion for horses. After she is attacked at a local hockey match, the investigating officer makes some interesting discoveries about her business and finances. D.I. Bjorn Eziekiel is determined to uncover the mystery of how this business tycoon manage to appear out of nowhere 10 years ago. It would take a tenacious investigator to dig up the skeletons in her past that she has so carefully kept buried for so long. After her past comes back to haunt her, could uncovering these skeletons be exactly what's needed to save her life?

Madison Trent has a hidden secret, but not for long once a charming, antagonistic dominant named Zack Downs enters the picture. Madison, a single independent woman who refuses to be owned, finds herself in Zack’s arms when the mafia’s seedy underbelly sets their sites on her. Will Maddie accept his help or will she let her fear consume her?

A war ended centuries ago, but it was never finished.

When Kaisha Savoie is sold at auction, survival is her only goal...until a man with silver eyes steps from the shadows and claims her without explanation.

Redakai Laraque has spent centuries controlling the past, but Kaisha was never meant to be found.

Her power is ancient, unstable, and tied to something buried deep within blood and memory, and the moment it begins to react to him, the truth becomes impossible to ignore.

It's not a coincidence...it's an awakening, and the closer they get to the truth, the more dangerous the connection becomes. Because some power was never meant to return. And some love was never meant to happen.

• Vampire Romance • Ancient Power • Bloodline Secret • Protective Male Lead • Hunted Heroine • Supernatural War • Dangerous Desire

With Charles' strokes, the slapping and banging of flesh was loud and unmistakable, the woman's slender arms couldn't support her body any longer, and she kept moving forward, and finally her whole upper body slumped down, her breasts crushed into two white cakes, her legs shivering straight up, while her buttocks bucked high, but she no longer had the strength to cater to it.
“Ah ...... ah ...... orgasm ...... orgasm ...... orgasm ...... ”
Charles pinched her ass, the speed of thrusting is getting faster and faster, the whole body seems to be like a pile driver, will be thick and long meat stick, one by one into the woman's body, supporting the two legs on the ground, the muscles are like iron, the raging strength, almost to smash the woman underneath.
Inside more and more intense, the doorway Zoe heart also hangs higher and higher, she bit her lip, fingertips in the crotch peeled open wet pussy lips, looking for a meatball, also do not need to be taught, rubbing up fiercely, at once the body as if electrocuted.

Zoe Perkins travels back to 2004 Philadelphia, changes from male to female, and is determined to use her knowledge of the future to change her fate. She plans to accumulate wealth through gambling and investing, but falls into blackmail at a nightclub and is forced to train as a sex servant. Then she stumbles upon Charles Lewis, a child of a high-ranking official, and new opportunities and challenges await her .....
How will she cope with the change in her identity? Will she be able to change her fate and realize her dreams?

BETRAYED BY MY OWN
PLOT SUMMARY

Jemima Luciana Valerian is a cold blooded teenager.
But you really can't blame her, can you?
She was raped at a tender age of twelve by her own father, scorned by her only sister and finally sold to a mafia gang that kills and sells body part by her own mother....
Now at eighteen, she's a trained assassin and the only thing keeping her going is revenge.
But plans changed as she comes across the most feared Mafia, Jay Black!
They shared a one night stand which caused animosity between them. They are however assigned to a task and they must both put their differences aside to work on it. Tension rises as sparks fly between these two but one person ends up with a broken heart.

What will happen if the most feared assassin and most revered Mafia go head to head?

Will it be the beginning of new feelings or the end of past hatred?

Find out in Betrayed By My Own

Disclaimer: This is a book filled with so much anger, hatred, revenge, lust, desire and so much more. It contains explicit language and very matured scenes. If you're reading this, you're doing so solely at your own risk

In our strict, unforgiving religious community, lust is the ultimate sin, one that can destroy your soul and your reputation forever.

I just turned 18. He is 38. The pastor’s only son.

Eli Whitaker has been my darkest secret for months.

Long before anyone suspected, he cornered me in the empty chapel and made me sin in ways I never imagined. Rough. Forbidden. Addictive. Every stolen night I tell myself it’s the last time, but when he pins me down and fucks me like I belong to him, heaven and hell stop mattering.

Now our worlds are colliding in dangerous ways. Every Sunday I sit in the front pew while Eli stands beside Pastor Matt preaching purity and righteousness… while his cum is still dripping down my thighs from what he did to me before service.

The entire church is watching. Gossips like Chloe and Leah are always hunting for scandal. Josh wants me. Caleb keeps asking questions after Eli nearly beat him for commenting on how sexy I look.

One wrong move and everything will explode- Pastor Matt’s wealth, our family’s reputation, and this twisted, addictive thing between us.

He calls me “little sister” in public. In private, he ruins me.

This is our sin.
And we don’t want salvation.

We want each other… no matter how many commandments we break.

⚠️EROTICA⚠️

Being the middle Child ignored and neglected, rejected by family and injured, She receives her wolf early and realizes she is a new type of hybrid but doesn't know how to control her power, she leaves her pack with her best friend and grandmother to go to her grandfather's clan to learn what she is and how to handle her power and then with her fated mate, her best friend and her fated mate little brother and grandmother start their own pack.

"Warning: This collection consists of short stories"

INTRODUCTION ONE

"On your knees Ava." He instructed in a tone that sent shivers down my spine.
"I want you to cum on my face, Josh."
"I won't only cum on your face baby girl, I will cum inside of you and claim that virgin womb as mine after claiming this Virgin pussy of yours."


Ava is a young girl who falls madly in love with her elder brother's best friend, who is twelve years older than her but wants everything that he has to offer to her. Ava has been saving up herself for him, but what happens when she finds out Josh's biggest secret?
Will she fight for their love or will she walk away?

INTRODUCTION TWO

"I love your fucking cock," I say as I start bouncing on him harder. I'm ready to come again and I'm ready to make him come again.

"I love your fucking pussy. And your ass," he says and sticks his finger in my ass.

"Oh my God!" I yell out. It's so raunchy and so fucking hot. "come for me, baby," he says.


Ashley has always had eyes for her friends daddy Mr. Mancini, who is from Italy and a fine looking man for his age. But she has never gotten the courage to voice it out to anyone, not even to her friend. When the opportunity surfaces as Mr. Mancini asked to pay got her tuition fees, Ashley can't hold back herself and she spills out her deepest fantasies to him. But something happens, and that will bring a lot of chaos to her fragile heart.

INTRODUCTION THREE

He murmurs, "Baby, baby, baby," over and over. But then, "I can't believe I've been so stupid."

I gasp, opening my eyes and pulling back to look at him. "Baby?"

He confesses, "Sadie, I've wanted you so bad, for years now. I've lain awake at night, thinking what it would be like to be with you. But I never dreamt of this!"


Awaiting for summer holidays as she turns 18 is the longest wait Sadie has ever had in her entire life. This is because, she was finally going to get the opportunity to be alone with her best friends dad Miguel and that will make all her dreams come true.
On their vacation, Miguel's Ex wife, who is still in love with him, pulls a fast one on Sadie. Will she be able to survive it?

I make a living solving cold cases, earning just enough to get by.
Until I saw my long-time crush on the latest corpse.
He used to be an unreachable light, but now he's the deepest darkness before my eyes.
At this moment, he stands across from me, eyes full of innocence, asking for my help, saying he loves me.
Should I arrest him, or trust him?

“Well, now you’re a widow,” he said, smearing the blood of the man I had just married across my face before pulling his hand away. “What a pity. I am going to make you my mistress too",

“And nobody runs from me, mate.”

At the annual charity gala, I stood in the spotlight as the student representative.

My roommate, Harper, suddenly stormed the stage, publicly accusing me of being a sugar baby who seduced her father.

"That diamond necklace around her neck was bought with my dad's money!"

I instantly became public enemy number one. The crowd erupted into a frenzy of boos, and the administration, caving to the pressure, prepared to expel me on the spot.

Facing the out-of-control screaming and the countless live-stream cameras shoved in my face, I pulled out my phone and dialed the so-called "sugar daddy" right there in front of everyone.

"Dad," I said coldly. "Since when did I get a new 'sister'?"

TRIGGER WARNING!!!
This story contains themes of obsession, possessiveness, stalking, emotional manipulation, and psychological control. It is unapologetically intense and unsettling in all the right (and wrong) ways.
Be guided.


Eight years ago, Shannon watched her stepbrother get handcuffed and taken to jail for a crime she committed.

He took the fall for it without hesitation. Not because he was noble. God, no. But because obsession looks a lot like love when you're seventeen and scared.

After that night, she never went to visit him in prison, nor did she reply to any of his letters.

She buried him with the past and went on to live a peaceful life without him.

But the past never forgets.

Eight years later, when she was living a simple, peaceful life, had a decent job and a husband who loved her deeply, Shannon's past came knocking at her door.

Strange things start happening... Doors left open. Favorite things mysteriously replaced. Eyes she can't see but feels always watching her.

Everyone says she's paranoid. Everyone says He is still in jail.

No one believes her when she says she had a STALKER.

Her judgment is already upon her because, now, HE is out of prison. And the first place he goes is her doorstep, because he says she owes him her life. And he's come to collect what's his.

How far can Shannon run from a man who never stopped loving her in the most terrifying way?

A man who'd kill anyone, even her husband, just to make her his?

HIS NAME IS KENAI... The Stalker You Never Want To Have.


If you enjoy slow-burn stalker dynamics and morally gray characters, this one's for you.

In my past life, I was shoved into oncoming traffic by my husband's widowed cousin, Isabella.
"Why do you get the perfect husband and the Romano fortune? Go to hell!"
I died, and my unborn child died with me. Up until my last breath, I thought she killed me out of purely manic, bitter jealousy.
When I opened my eyes, I was back at that exact crosswalk, rewound to the second she was about to push me.
Only this time, I stepped aside.
And I finally learned the truth. She wasn't just an envious widow—she was my husband's secret lover. And the one who paid the million-dollar bounty for my murder to steal my mafia empire was the "flawless" man sleeping in my bed.

At four, they shattered both my legs. At six, they ruptured my left eardrum. At seven, they took my right eye—said I'd earn more sympathy begging blind.
After twelve years in hell, my billionaire parents finally found me.
The girl who stole my life grabbed my wrist, nails digging into my skin. "Dare take what's mine, and I'll break whatever's left of your legs."
I smiled, unclipping both prosthetics to show empty pant legs. "I don't have legs left."
She was terrified.

I came across a viral local post while scrolling through my phone.

LIVE: My fiancée is cheating on me. I’m in her house right now. Should I end her for good?

When I tapped into the post, what I read made the blood in my veins turn to ice in an instant.

I put a monitoring app on her phone. I’ve been listening for almost two weeks, and every single day she’s on the line with some random guy, flirting and talking dirty. She says yes to marrying me to my face, but she’s been cuckolding me behind my back. Tell me, bros—does this bitch deserve to die?

The comment section below had completely spiraled out of control. Hundreds of replies were all outright egging him on, not a single person telling him to stop. Every line oozed with the vicious glee of people who lived for drama and cared nothing for the consequences.

Hell yeah she does. You got cucked this hard, why keep her around?
Bro, stop all talk and no action. Go live, we’ll send you gifts. Rape her first, then kill her if you’ve got the balls.
You in Haicheng? Drop the address. Me and the boys will come over and help you out. My fists are itching for a fight anyway.
Pfft, and I thought you were tough. You’re already in her house and still dragging your feet? I bet you don’t even have the guts to kill a dog.

My fingers were shaking violently. Driven by a sick, twisting dread, I tapped into the poster’s profile—and with just one glance, every hair on my body stood on end.

This account belonged to Xiao Ming, the blind date my relatives had forced on me when I went home for the Lunar New Year.

His entire profile was filled with posts about me, spanning a full two weeks, starting the very day we’d met for that blind date.

He’d taken secret photos of me, paired with captions full of disgusting, delusional ramblings:

My fiancée went on a date with me today. She wore a white blouse with the neckline open so low, it’s obvious she was trying to seduce me.
She told me she works the front desk at a hotel. That’s her way of hinting I should take her to a room for the night. All women say one thing and mean another.
She says she has a boyfriend, but it’s just playing hard to get. She’s been dying to marry me this whole time.

But I’d said it loud and clear, right in front of the matchmaker, on the very day of that blind date: I’d been in a committed relationship with my boyfriend for three years.

That blind date was nothing more than a way to appease my family. I’d been polite but distant the entire time, and I hadn’t even accepted a single glass of water from him.

As for that nonsense about a hotel room? It was complete and utter garbage. I’d only casually mentioned that my job was working the front desk at a hotel, nothing more.

Just as a bone-deep chill washed over me, the post refreshed. A new line had been added to the main post, timestamped just three seconds earlier:

Truth is, I’m hiding in her house right now. She’s lying in bed scrolling through her phone, and she has no idea she’s already dead meat.

The very second that line finished loading, a clear, soft rustle of fabric came from the wardrobe right behind me.

In my previous life, I ran a barbecue restaurant to support my family for ten years, but my parents secretly sold the restaurant to a gang because of my younger brother's vanity in wanting him to study abroad.
An hour later, the apocalypse began, and my little shop became a god-level safe house—
Those with superpowers who enter the store have their abilities automatically copied to the store owner; the store is absolutely safe; the store owner decides who enters and who leaves.
My family ruined my amazing little shop, and they scolded me, saying, "Who told you to be unable to keep the shop?"
I was heartbroken and torn to pieces in the mouth of a zombie.
In this life, I was reborn back to an hour before the shop was taken away.
I must protect my shop!
As for those so-called family members—let them fend for themselves in the apocalypse!

"I, Raven Roman, reject you, Alpha King Xander Black, as my mate." I said my voice firm despite the pain in my heart but he only threw his head back and let out a dark, menacing laugh.
"You? Reject me? I refuse your rejection, you can't escape me mate," he spat his voice filled with hatred. "Because I am going to make you regret that you were born, you will beg for death but you won't find it. This is my promise to you."
Raven Roman is the most hated wolf in her pack, condemned for a crime her family committed against the Royal Family. Bullied, humiliated, and treated as a curse, she has survived every wound fate has dealt her until it delivers the cruelest twist of all.
Her fated mate is none other than Alpha King Xander Black, the ruthless ruler whose family her own once betrayed. The man who wants her destroyed. When she tries to reject him, he refuses, vowing to make her life a living nightmare.
But nothing is as simple as hatred.
There are truths buried beneath their shared past—secrets, lies, and a dangerous pull neither can deny. A bond that refuses to break. And as their worlds collide, Raven begins to uncover the darkness that has shaped both of their destinies.
Betrayal. Power. An enemy lurking in the shadows. Will Xander and Raven overcome the sins of their bloodlines and stand together against the forces threatening their world? Or will their hatred consume them long before the truth can set them free?

"Very entertaining. Highly recommended for the permanent library of any reader who appreciates a well-written mystery with twists and an intelligent plot. You will not be disappointed. Excellent way to spend a cold weekend!" --Books and Movie Reviews (regarding Murder in the Manor)A VILLA IN SICILY: OLIVE OIL AND MURDER is the debut novel in a charming new cozy mystery series by bestselling author Fiona Grace, author of Murder in the Manor, a #1 Bestseller with over 100 five-star reviews (and a free download)!Audrey Smart, 34, is a brilliant vet—yet fed up by her demanding clients who think they know more than her and who don’t care about their animals. Burnt-out with the endless hours, she wonders if the time has come for a new direction. And when her 15th year high school reunion (and her hopes for re-sparking on old flame) end in disaster, Audrey knows the time has come to make a change.When Audrey sees an ad for a $1 home in Sicily, it captivates her. The only catch is that the house requires renovation, something she knows little about. She wonders if it could be real—and if she may really be crazy enough to go for it. Can Audrey create a life and career—and the home of her dreams—in a beautiful Sicilian village? And perhaps even find love while she’s there?Or will an unexpected death—one that only she can solve—put an end to all of her plans?Are some dreams too good to be true?A laugh-out-loud cozy packed with mystery, intrigue, renovation, animals, food, wine—and of course, love—A VILLA IN SICILY will capture your heart and keep you glued to the very last page.“The book had heart and the entire story worked together seamlessly that didn't sacrifice either intrigue or personality. I loved the characters - so many great characters! I can't wait to read whatever Fiona Grace writes next!”--Amazon reviewer (regarding Murder in the Manor)“Wow, this book takes off & never stops! I couldn't put it down! Highly recommended for those who love a great mystery with twists, turns, romance, and a long lost family member! I am reading the next book right now!” --Amazon reviewer (regarding Murder in the Manor)“This book is rather fast paced. It has the right blend of characters, place, and emotions. It was hard to put down and I hope to read the next book in the series.”--Amazon reviewer (regarding Murder in the Manor)Books #2 and #3 in the series—FIGS AND A CADAVER and VINO AND DEATH—are now also available!

"No woman leaves his bed alive."
"But I will survive."
I whispered it to the moon, to the chains, to myself—until I believed it.
They say Alpha King Maximus is a monster — too big, too brutal, too cursed. His bed is a death sentence, and no woman has ever left it alive. So why did he choose me?
The fat, unwanted omega. The one my own pack offered up like trash. One night with the merciless King was supposed to end me. Instead, it ruined me. Now I crave the man who takes without mercy. His touch burns. His voice commands. His body destroys. And I keep going back for more. But Maximus doesn't do love. He doesn't do mates. He takes. He owns. And he never stays.
"Before my beast consumes me completely—I need a son to take the throne."
Too bad for him…I'm not the weak, pathetic girl they threw away. I'm something far more dangerous —the one woman who can break his curse… or break his kingdom.

"What makes you think you deserve to touch me?" I demanded. "Why don't you go to your mistress instead?"
"You're kind of... small. For a man of your stature."
The King froze. For three years, he'd treated me like nothing and tonight, he'd finally decided to claim what was his.
He didn't know I wasn't the girl he'd broken.
I went to sleep a nobody. I woke up a Queen.
One night I was just a broke, exhausted college girl. The next, I opened my eyes in silk sheets, with strangers bowing and calling me Luna Queen. The face in the mirror is mine. The body is mine. But the life isn't. The bruises on my wrists tell a story I don't remember, and the King I'm bound to doesn't love me—he loathes me.
They whisper that his mistress rules the palace. They say the Queen was weak. Silent. Broken. But that was before me.
Now I must survive a palace that wants me dead, a King whose touch burns as much as it scars, and a kingdom waiting for me to fail. The old Luna Queen bowed to cruelty. I am not her. And if this King thinks I'll kneel, he's about to learn what a true Queen is made of.

My darkest secret?
I allowed a complete stranger to dominate me.
He left me with two things that night: His first name. And his baby.
Now Dominic's back and he's not letting me out of his sight.
It all started with a flight and a wildly attractive older guy.
And ended with the most erotic night of my life.
But my first taste of submission ended in flames.
And I ran far enough never to see him again.

Until today...

​"We have unfinished business, Princess."

"I think you have the wrong girl."

To which he replies: "Maybe I wasn't clear. You left once. I won't allow you to leave twice."

​Now it's becoming abundantly clear Dominic has a few dark secrets of his own.
Like the part about being an enigmatic billionaire.
And the leader of a dark criminal underworld.

Now how will I get myself out of this bloody mess?!?!

The paperwork was perfectly clear—the deal was exactly what the Elders had said it would be.
I would provide eggs, Nathan would provide sperm, and the clinic would combine them to make our baby.
Then they would implant it into me and, when it was born, my official and legal responsibilities would end.


I left the pack all those years ago.
Left her when she needed me the most.
Now I’m back to take my position as the Alpha.
Only I can’t. Not until I have an heir.

The Elders have decided who’s going to be my surrogate.
I almost choke when I hear it.
It’s her. It’s always been her.
But she’ll never take me back.

She’s moved on, and I should, too. But I can’t help myself.
The only thing my brain is interested in thinking about is her.
The only thing my Wolf wants is nuzzle her throat, not play pack Alpha.
The only thing that can quench the fire inside of me is her.

She wants to keep things professional, and I owe it to her to respect that.
So I’ll bite back the urge to kiss her breathless, to pin her perfect body to the wall.
Let’s not forget one thing, though: I’m still her Alpha.
Whether she wants me to or not, she’s mine to protect.

And protect her I will.
Cause nobody touches my mate or my baby but me.

“Be my wife.” His lips graze the shell of my ear as he murmurs.
I’m just one of thousands of homeless people in this city, I have no right to refuse.
My husband. My tormentor.

The most notorious man in the city offers me a job.
Act as his dead wife.
Adrian Volkov isn’t the type of person who takes no for an answer.
He commands with an iron fist and all his orders are met.
When he approaches me with the offer, I have two options.
Go to prison or put myself under his wrath.
I choose to have a roof over my head. What’s so hard about acting, right?
Wrong.
The moment I step into his wife’s shoes, everything spirals out of control.
My only way of survival is through Adrian.
Or is it?

Twins Ellsa and Ellie are completely different in character, personality, taste and interests. Apart from the striking resemblance to each other, they share the one thing siblings shouldn’t. The same taste in men.
Carson is interested in only one of them. He is pulled by Ellie’s passion for love and art, and most importantly, him. What starts as a sexual chase, ends with his permanent retirement from bachelorhood.
But their love story is not a smooth one.
Ellie is implicated in the brutal murders of her ex-boyfriends, and Carson is faced with the horror of arresting the love of his life.

After a hot weekend with a mysterious woman, Damien Chan did not expect to get a frightened phone call from her, begging him to save-what? who? The call is cut before she says it. The next thing he knows, he's become obsessed with finding her and saving her from the man that had led to their first meeting. But he never expected to find her in his cousin Dale Carson's house... as his wife! She finds out her nightmares are actually memories of her past life... the life of a murderer. Could she truly be the deranged Ellsa Jabari who'd almost added her own sister Ellie to the list of people she's killed? Amnesia can be a real bitch!