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They chose her. They always chose her.
For eighteen years, I was the ghost in my own family while my adopted sister was the star. So when the ransom call came and they had to choose which daughter to save, I knew the answer before they spoke.
"Save her," they told the kidnappers, nodding at my sister. Then they turned to me. "She's strong. She can survive."
They were right. I was strong enough to survive the warehouse. Strong enough to disappear. Strong enough to come back.
Now I’m stepping onto the nation’s most-watched reality show, right alongside the people who left me for dead. They’re here to polish their perfect image for the cameras. I’m here to strip it bare—one live scandal at a time.
The problem? The show’s most powerful investor isn't playing their game. He’s a cold, record-breaking F1 champion​ who shuts down my sister’s tears and backs my play every single time. When my family tries a live ambush, he steps in front of the lens and makes it clear: I’m under his protection.
They called me strong because they thought I was disposable. Strong is the last thing they should have made me.

“Open your legs… open it wide!” He whispered seductively into my burning ears, at the same time using his other hand to hold me tightly to the bed.

“Never … you beast… let me gooooo please Craig… please…” I switched from snarling at him to begging at once, he parted my frail naked leg and without warning plunged deep into me,I hated myself for being so weak.

His thrust into my inner thigh was fast and merciless, “you belong to me Kim… get that into your skull!” He kept repeating to me, I couldn't say anything other than cry and wail, I was shattered and broken.

Always thought I would have my first intimate moment with the person I love but here I am, under the sexy, handsome and most influential wealthy businessman in the whole of France, but I didn’t want it like this, he’s as well a cruel and cold man

“You are my legal wife, now Kim! You can’t escape from me, If you won’t agree to come to me willingly then I will take you forcefully … i’m the fucking CRAIG LIONEL! He barked into my ear, even as he kept thrusting into me.

My elder brother sold me to him and forced me to stay with him due to my little sister health condition, but still he broke his promise of taking her to hospital and abandoned our little sister to die, took the very large money and ran away, leaving me in the mercy of the formidable Craig Lionel, my new master and owner.

How will Craig and Kimberly's love story end? Is there a happy ending for them? What about the secret, lies and various enemies who would do anything to keep them apart?

Amber Reagan thought the worst pain she could ever endure was her father’s cruelty. She was wrong.

On the night she dares to expose her mate, Reece Trent, the future Alpha King for his hidden betrayal, her world shatters. Her father strikes her down, the elders condemn her as a liar, and the pack she has bled for casts her out as a disgrace.

But Amber refuses to break. With nothing left but the scars of rejection and the fire in her heart, she swears she will uncover Reece’s darkest secret… the one that could bring her entire pack to its knees.

Yet beyond the borders, the wilderness is merciless. Rogues lurk. Allies are scarce. And fate has a cruel way of twisting bonds and bloodlines.

Banished, betrayed, and branded a liar, Amber must fight to survive. But survival is only the beginning.

Because Reece isn’t done with her.
And neither is destiny.

18+ Rated.

"This is forbidden," Grayson says softly, stepping back. "You're a princess and I'm a knight," he continues, voice strained with a hint of regret.

"Before that...you were once my best friend and first love," I whisper, stepping closer. I reached out gently, my hands trembling as I lift his face to meet my gaze.

"It's all in the past," His jaw tightens, eyes shutting briefly, then slowly opening to reveal a flicker of pain buried beneath his composure.

"Is it?" I press softly, leaning in closer.

He says nothing for a long moment, then releases a deep shaky breath. "You're one person I desire the most, yet it's forbidden." He admits.

I stroke his jawline softly, my thumbs softly brushing his cheeks. "I still don't care. I want you regardless of what anyone says."

Unknown to us, a few feet away, my betrothed was listening. A silent war had already begun, and it wasn't just the war within my heart- a clash of loyalties, love and a forbidden desire. It was a war that threatened to destroy us all.

Was I going to make the right choice? Could I possibly let go of a man I had loved since I was a kid again? Or shall I forsake this burning desire and carry on with my duty? But before I could even make a choice.... The world I was desperately trying to protect shattered right before my eyes.

He's the sexiest, most handsome and the best of all basketball player. Being in the light, offers him more than he could ever want. He has everything at his disposal, every ladies at his readiness but only one caught his attention.
She's his little trophy, one that tops all the trophies he had been receiving all his life. The trophy he wouldn't want to lose.

In the rugged heart of the wilderness, where the trees loom like ancient sentinels and the mist clings to the mountains, lies a town that the world seems to have forgotten—an eerie place devoid of a name, yet teeming with mysteries and echoes of past atrocities. The town’s allure is paradoxical; what may first appear quaint soon reveals itself as a harbinger of terror. It is here that Joe and Emily find themselves unwittingly ensnared, their unraveling love set against a backdrop of impending doom. Joe, a man of logic and reason, is haunted by the life he once led. Days in the nameless town morph into a fever dream as he grapples with the palpable sense of dread. Every alley seems to hum with whispers of forgotten nightmares, every speck of dirt on the dusty street echoes with the pain of lost souls. Joe’s heart races with an unshakable urgency; he must escape this confounding labyrinth before it consumes him whole. Emily, however, is drawn to the quaintness of the town. Its rusty charm enchants her in ways Joe never could. The townsfolk, with their enigmatic smiles and hidden stories, wrap her in a warm embrace that Joe’s steady gaze cannot provide. She finds herself limping through the remnants of their marriage, it is in her burgeoning connection with Lucas, a strikingly charming young man with eyes like the stormy sea, that Emily discovers a thrill she thought long extinguished. As Emily dabbles in her new romance, at night, the howl of unseen beasts punctuates the silence, and Joe learns quickly that the woods are not only a physical barrier but a metaphorical one. They are a representation of his isolation and his fight against forces he cannot control.

As the undisputed queen of the CS department, my world used to consist of nothing but the absolute rationality of zeros and ones.
Until Corbin Hawke, hockey captain with his star-athlete entitlement, bulldozed past my firewall with his Academy Award-worthy act and a "love algorithm" he supposedly pulled all-nighters to write.
I naively believed it was the upgrade I'd been waiting for.
Until this moment.
The shower ran in the bathroom, his carefree humming drifting out, while my iPad lit up beside me. Thirsty texts from some cheerleader flashed across the screen, followed by him running his mouth in the team group chat:
"Easy, fellas. Dumping this frigid nerd at the championship party tomorrow and collecting that five-hundred-dollar bet. That script I copied off Stack Overflow for 200 bucks? She ate that shit up."
Staring at those vile messages, whatever naive warmth I'd stupidly let myself feel got deleted from my system in one clean swipe, leaving nothing but cold, pure logic.
Pissing off a top-tier hacker would be the most catastrophic mistake he'd ever executed.

Deborah, in her forties, is as mad as a dog chasing its tail to lose its head. She downloads a dating app and bumps into Mr. R., a guy who looks like he came out of her wettest dreams. He invites her to dinner and Deborah, all excited, goes.
But before she gets there she gives in to temptation and gives herself to an irresistible stranger. But, holy hell, the moral hangover hits hard and she runs away like a runaway cat.

But destiny is a son of a bitch and decides to play a trick on this story: that stranger is her new boss. Now, Deborah will have to struggle to deal with the sexual tension in the office while trying to hide the fire that burns inside her every time she looks into that scoundrel's eyes.

Chloe faked a billionaire family name, Ethan betrayed the girl who saved his broken knee, and both stole Aria’s award-winning business model to climb Ivy League’s social ladder. They paraded on stage with her crystal trophy, calling her a poor, delusional stalker in front of thousands. What they didn’t know: the “poor girl” is the sole heir to Sterling’s trillion-dollar empire. One phone call brought lawyers, police, and a terrified university president to their knees. Every lie, every theft, every cruel word comes crashing down—hard.

One month before the SATs, I saw my predicted score floating right above my head.
But every time I finished a practice test, the score automatically dropped by 20 points.
And if I skipped class to party for a day, it went up by 20 points.
In my past life, I partied for a whole month, and the score above my head reached a perfect 1600.
But when the results finally came out, I only scored a 400.
And my sister Seraphina got a 1600!
My father, Richard Vanderbilt, was absolutely furious.
My mother, Eleanor Vanderbilt, fueled the fire beside him.
She convinced my father to send me to a troubled teen boarding school.
They cut off my funds and threw me out of the mansion.
That very night, I was cornered by a group of street thugs in a dark alley and beaten to death.
As I lay dying, I heard Seraphina's voice.
"You always played the untouchable genius, Rhea. But you still got fooled by the score above your head."
That was when I finally realized the truth.
My SAT score had been completely controlled and siphoned by my sister.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to exactly one month before the exam.

On the night my husband’s assistant staged her 99th suicide threat, he hung my grandmother from a helicopter.
“Selena, apologize to Shirley publicly—across every platform—or I’ll drop her into the sea.”
Watching my grandmother’s terrified face suspended in midair, my voice trembled with pain:
“Elvis, just because I called her a homewrecker… you’d threaten Grandma’s life?”
Elvis smiled, his tone dripping with indulgence. “Shirley isn’t like you. She’s sensitive.”
“Besides, I’m only asking you to apologize. It doesn’t mean I’ve stopped loving you.”
Loving me?
I stared at the 999 intimate photos of him and Shirley on my phone, feeling as if my heart had been brutally stabbed.
If that was his idea of love, then I wanted no part of it.
I texted my mentor: “I accept the offer. I’ll go abroad for the design competition in seven days.”
In seven days, I’ll stage my death and disappear—where he can never find me again.

I tried twenty times to finalize my betrothal with Caius for our overseas fellowship, but accidents kept hurting me. I thought it was fate’s test—until I heard him admit he planned it all. He wanted another girl, using my pain to make me quit, all to keep his reputation clean. Now awake, I ended this lie for good.

The invincible Dragon Lord Kane returns from the Northern Frontier, only to find his daughter caged and his pianist wife trapped in a luxury lounge. He chains her in pain, summons 10,000 elite soldiers to rush her performance, while hidden demon forces creep in to destroy his family.

"Hybrids must be destroyed," the Luna announced. Then, she buried my newborn pup alive.

Fifteen years ago, I was stripped of my magic, banished from my coven, and left for dead. I found salvation in the arms of my fated mate, Horace. But our forbidden love ended in blood when he was framed for the Alpha’s murder, and our miracle baby was condemned to a suffocating grave.

To survive—and to hold onto the hope that my son was still alive—I was forced to become the mate of Horace’s sadistic stepbrother, enduring fifteen years of torment.

Now, a mysterious and powerful Lycan King has arrived at the palace gates. He is cold, ruthless, and looks exactly like the mate I watched die fifteen years ago.

Horace is back.

And he isn’t just here to reclaim his throne. He’s here for me who “betrayed” him… and for the son we both believed had been buried alive.

The hunt begins.

At the family dinner, a Wall Street rising star flaunted his power in front of me, boasting that he was the chief agent of the "Godfather of the Underworld."
My ex-wife's family fawned over me like dogs, pointing their fingers at me and taunting, "You spineless, gigolo trash, you're not even worthy to carry Mr. Victor's shoes!"
Victor, even more smug, turned on speakerphone, trying to use my privileges to curry favor with my wife.
I stood silently in the corner, coldly pressing a blood-red command: [Permanently Delete Account].
The next second, the system's cold pronouncement came through his phone: "Warning, you have overstepped your authority and have been banned across the entire network!"
The room fell silent instantly.
They had no idea that I was the true Godfather, the one who controlled a multi-billion dollar empire and ruled the Western underworld!

A seventeen years old Sera Calix was never meant to set a foot in Virelade Academy, the country's most prestigious elite all boys school. But a paperwork error gave her a chance to escape a life of serving the masters and she'll do anything to hold onto it. Even if it means disguising herself as a boy!.

The plan was to keep her head down, graduate and disappear but the problem was Kael Ashbourne, her new roommate, her worst nightmare and on top of that he's the son of the president, the same man where her mom works for.

As secrets build, Sera struggles to survive a world that was built to shut her out. But the biggest danger wasn't being caught but it's the way Kael looks at her like he already knows she's lying.

She's living a lie...
And only one person can expose her... Kael Ashbourne!

Ava Sinclair has one rule—stay away from jocks. They’re arrogant, they’re reckless, and they’re nothing but distractions. As Westbridge University’s top student, she has a strict schedule of study sessions, internships, and zero tolerance for football players, especially Logan Carter.

Logan, on the other hand, thrives on breaking rules. When his teammates make a bet date the nerdy girl who’s never fallen for a jock he takes it as a challenge. After all, no one resists Logan Carter.

The only problem? Ava is practically allergic to him.

Every time he flirts, she shuts him down. Every time he “accidentally” shows up where she’s studying, she finds another spot. But Logan isn’t one to back down, so he ups his game:

✔ Surprise coffee deliveries? Check.
✔ Crashing her study group with ridiculous questions? Absolutely.
✔ Secretly stealing her notes to force her into tutoring him? Maybe not his best idea...

But somewhere between the chaos, the teasing, and the forced proximity (thanks to Ava's dorm mix-up that makes them neighbors), Logan starts falling for the very girl he was supposed to play.

When Ava discovers the bet, will Logan be able to prove that this game stopped being a game a long time ago? Or will she show him that, for the first time, Logan Carter has met his match?

MATTHEW: DEVILISH LOVE

“Did I not specify a blood-red espresso, Miss Gabrielle?”

In the world of corporate finance, a 25 years old Gabrielle, lands her dream job as an assistant at Gorvell Enterprises only to discover her new boss is far from ordinary.

Matthew Gorvell is an enigmatic, notoriously ruthless CEO with an icy demeanor, a sharp tongue… and a secret he’s kept for centuries.

He’s a vampire.

From boardroom battles to late night meetings, Matthew’s ridiculous high standards and terrifying presence keep everyone on edge especially Gabrielle.

But when a coffee spilling accident sparks an unexpected shift between them, their fiery attitudes begin to turn into something dangerously irresistible.

As Gabrielle navigates Matthew’s bizarre quirks like his unconventional cravings, and his blood-red espresso—she starts to glimpse the man beneath th

Trigger Warning: This book contains themes of non-consensual and dub-con encounters, bondage, explicit sexual content, stalking, kidnapping, physical and emotional abuse, mafia violence, and obsessive behavior. Read at your own risk.

A ruthless underground street fighter by night and feared mafia don by blood,Rafael De Rossi is known for his wrath, scars, and brutal silence. His fists speak more than his words, and no one dares to get close until a quiet, innocent girl named Raelyn Hart crosses his path.

Small, delicate, and with a heart too pure for his world, Raelyn is the exact opposite of everything Raffaele knows. She always flinches at his anger. And that... infuriates him.

But he can’t stay away.

She was just a florist. A nobody. Until she witnessed something she shouldn't have.

Now Raffaele has to protect her. Even if it means dragging her into his violent world of fists, fire, and mafia vendettas.


Raelyn Hart was just closing up her flower shop when she witnesses a cold-blooded murder in a dark alley one committed by Rafael De Rossi, the infamous underground fighter and heir to the Lupa Nera mafia. Before she can scream, he grabs her and takes her with him, claiming it’s to keep her quiet. But instead of killing her, Rafael locks her in his penthouse, watches her every move, and forbids her from leaving. It becomes clear that Rafael is not just protecting the mafia’s secret; he’s been obsessed with her for months, watching her from the shadows, visiting her shop anonymously, memorizing her routines.

The rule was simple: watch her, protect her, don’t touch her.
Marshall North has spent his entire life being the boy no one chose.
His father sends money instead of showing up. His mother is gone. And the only place that ever felt like home was never really his—it belonged to someone else’s family, someone else’s name.

Iris Reed was part of that life.
Off-limits. Untouchable. A line he never crossed.
Until the day her brother leaves and puts her in his care.
Now she’s his responsibility.
And Marshall doesn’t do anything halfway.

The city is full of people who take advantage of girls like her—too curious, too fearless, too unaware of how quickly things can go wrong. He knows exactly how dangerous it can get, and he refuses to let her become another mistake he couldn’t prevent.
So he watches her.

Controls everything she does, everywhere she goes, everyone who gets too close.
Not because he wants to.
Because losing her isn’t an option.

But Iris doesn’t make it easy. She pushes, fights, and refuses to be handled, no matter how tightly he tries to keep her in place. She challenges him in ways no one else ever has, forcing cracks into the control he’s built his entire life on.
And the more she resists— the more he spirals.

Because Marshall has never been taught how to love without holding on too tight.
Never learned how to care without turning it into something consuming.
He doesn’t do soft.

And he doesn’t let go of the only thing that’s ever felt like it might stay.
So when the line between protection and possession finally shatters, there’s no going back.
Because Marshall doesn’t fall.
He crashes.
And this time, he’s taking her down with him.