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Elizabeth is fresh out of college, and starting her new life. But her new life comes with betrayal, and her very wrong reaction to it.

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

Players will play.  Flynn Taylor, rock ‘n roll heartthrob, plays fast and loose. He’s with different girls every night. Yes, girls plural. On the brink of becoming not just a Chicago sensation but an American icon,  he’s everything I should avoid. Then again, maybe it doesn’t matter. I’m so damaged, I’m not even capable of a relationship. He might be the perfect antidote.  The temptation I need to lure me back to the side of the living. He could help me get over my trauma. Attempt physical intimacy.  If it goes wrong–no harm, no foul, right? If only I can keep my overprotective bratva brother from threatening to kill him if he even touches me…

“Was she the one who sent you?” he growled “Did she pay you to whore yourself to me?”
“Please… Nick, wait.” He pulled out, thrusted back in. “How much? Twenty thousand? Fifty? Hundred?” With every question, he thrust harder and harder. My neurons are frying with the confusing feeling in my brain. Torn between pleasure, fear, and panic. I couldn't utter a single sentence to save my life.

His cold eyes pinned me in place while he plundered my body with deep thrusts, which only added to my confusion. My dumb body mistook the mixed signals, my pussy becoming even wetter than before.

“I hope she'd paid you well, because I'm going to fuck you all night long, hard,” he growled. “Sleep, then do it all over again. I want to feel you come for me, Andrea, want to feel you squeeze my cock, milking me.

Begging for me to give you the high only I can, I'm going to fucked you until I fuck all my wife's money's worth, I want you to remember how hard I took you while you're meeting her.” I sobbed, moaned, and tried to scramble out under him.

“No, please…Nick, let….let me explain.” Nick abruptly pulled out. His eyes were cold but hooded.


Andrea was sent to take down billionaire magnate Nicklaus Montgomery.
Her mission was simple: get close, seduce him, find the proof, and disappear. Instead Andrea finds herself exposed—cornered into signing a contract that binds her to Nicklaus's side as his lover. Now she’s living in his world of wealth, danger, and secrets… and the deeper she falls into his bed, the harder it becomes to remember what side she's on.

One night with an NBA player, and now I'm carrying his child.
We met at a bar, where his presence made the hairs on my neck stand on end. He was
stunning, with a physique that could make any woman melt. His intense, dreamy gaze left me
amazed that I didn't strip right there on the bar countertop. Our encounter began with a mix-up,
my lips finding his drink instead of mine. Before long, I was at his place. The passion in our
kisses sparked a fire that grew with every touch. His strong arms lifted and tossed me
effortlessly, sending my heart racing. His tall frame enveloping me completely fueled my endless
desire. After that night, we parted ways.
Two years later, James Baltimore is the NBA's breakout star, and I'm his assigned physical
therapist. Can I maintain my professionalism? Memories of that night flood my mind, tempting
me to give in. But now, it's time to reveal the secret I've been keeping. I have a child, and he's
the father.

Xavier didn’t ask to be chosen. He didn’t even know he was being watched.
When a global simulation system called ARES silently activated across every human mind on earth, billions of people woke up with classes, stats, and a rank. Warriors. Strategists. Architects. Everyone got something.
Xavier got nothing.
No class. No attributes. No rank. Just a single blinking error message where his player profile should be: NULL.
The system flagged him as a glitch. His government labeled him a liability. The powerful players who rose overnight looked at him the way people look at something they want to erase. He was given 30 days to either manifest a class or be permanently expelled from the simulation which everyone already knew meant brain death in the real world.
What nobody bothered to tell Xavier was that NULL wasn’t an error.
It was the rarest player designation in ARES history. A blank slate that could absorb, copy, and evolve any ability from any class with no ceiling, no restriction, and no rules. The system didn’t fail to assign him a class. It couldn’t. He was incompatible with limitations.
Now Xavier has 30 days, zero allies, and a target on his back from every top-ranked player who just realized what a NULL can become.
They should have just left him alone.

Camilla is a decent girl by the books — The greatest bad thing she did was burn her own home.
The other complication in her life is a secret that includes Dylan Emerton.
What's absurd is that Camilla is compelled to move into Dylan's house, the alternative is being homeless.
Being this close to him is futile; Camilla thinks back to her past. His touch. The pain that ensued. But Dylan doesn't. Not even in the slightest.

How long will it take before their past traps them? And of what good is the undeniable attraction to each other.

He was my new neighbor and I hated him instantly. Some fall in love at first sight but for us, it was pure hatred at first sight. We should have stayed enemies forever but life was unpredictable. In the end, one kiss was it all it took to turn us into something more.

It was unclear what we were but I could tell that something had changed; the player next door had become something more to me...


Rylie Myers never thought it would be possible to hate someone with every fibre of your body but meeting Blake Weston changed that.

Blake was Rylie's new next door neighbor and Rylie couldn't help but dislike him from the moment she saw him and the series of disastrous encounters that followed didn't help.

Their enmity was mutual and should've stayed that way... but one accidental kiss changes everything.

And before they realized it, they were stuck with each other, forced to keep up a charade that involved them being something more than enemies.

The only question now is what happens when fake feelings start getting a little too real?

After having her heart broken by her childhood friend turned boyfriend, Rylie Myers was convinced that love wasn't for her. The arrival of Blake Weston, a hot teen model and playboy who coincidentally turned out to be her new next door neighbor only added to her conviction that all boys were the same.
After getting off on a bad foot, a feud ensued between the two with no particular end in sight. Things however took a turn when they accidentally shared a kiss. Both Rylie and Blake were determined to put the incident behind them until circumstances forced them to keep up a charade that involved them being something more than enemies. As fake feelings gradually become real, will Rylie fall for the player next door? Or is she just in for another heartbreak?

Caspian was a gaming genius with a bright future—until he got stuck inside one. Now, in a world where your destiny is a weapon, he’s been given a wooden stick. Mocked and hopeless, he joins the worst guild alive. But Caspian has a secret: he knows this is a game. And his joke of a weapon levels up.

Twenty years ago, a god promised to return and wipe this world out. Time’s up. And the only player who knows how to win… is the guy holding a stick.

Everyone thinks I'm the wild child of the family, the one who won't fall in line.

Blake's the young king of the business world—rational, cold, always in those perfectly cut suits.

But every night, he's got me pinned underneath him, breathing my name.

He said I was his, but never let me see daylight. Until she came back—my father's mistress's daughter, in her white dress, smiling like an angel.

On my birthday, he went to pick her up from the airport. When the chandelier crashed down, he carried her to the hospital and left me bleeding on the floor. When she smashed my mother's heirloom, he made me apologize on my knees. He said she was fragile, needed care; said I was strong enough to understand.

Then I heard them on my bed, her moaning his name.

So I left. Married a man who truly loved me. And he went insane.

He kidnapped me, forced a wedding, announced to the world I was his wife.

But this time, I just smiled and shook my head.

"Let go. It's too late."

Ethan Ashworth had nothing — no money, no family, no future. Just a rundown room, a handsome face that brought him nothing but pain, and the daily beatings from rich bullies who saw him as trash.

Then came the brutal ambush behind the school building. Left bleeding and alone as the weekend began, Ethan finally gave up on life.

That was when the voice spoke.

[Bloodline Legacy Contract activated.]

Suddenly, the frail orphan from the slums was thrust into another world — a realm of magic, kings, and monsters. With a mysterious system at his side and a sword in his hand, Ethan must complete deadly missions to grow stronger.

Because back home, the rich still rule… and he has a score to settle.

He thinks I'm a stuck-up, prudish bitch and I think he is an arrogant, stubborn man whore. I don't like him and he certainly doesn't have many nice things to say about me but I need to make this work. After it's all done I can cut ties with him and never have to see him again.

I never thought I would have to give up my dreams to make up for my father's mistakes but here I am working three jobs to get my family out of the hole he dug and now he fucks up royally one final time. Because of his mess, I am given an ultimatum to watch my grandmother's home be sold out from under her or help Ryder Masters, the NBA's wild child, clean up his act by pretending to be his girlfriend for the next twelve years months so he can secure his new contract.

The question is can we both get over our dislike for each other to make everyone believe that we are a real couple? Or will everyone see through the images we project and see this for what it really was?

Drake was in all ways an alpha man. The best basketball player the town got and the Greek god of the female species. But even Drake was human alright and he also got enough skeleton in his cupboard locked faraway until he meets her his mate the coach's baby sister who came making all hell loose.
Jemima was an underprivileged lady who held her head high never backing down, not even the alpha Drake could. Even when things got a little spicy from love at first sight 'to 'one-night stand 'then 'a hate-love relationship'.
Drake was all the luck Jemima needed to a better life while Jemima the salvation and fire Drake needs to keep his passion for basketball burning despite his demons. Expect ecstasy twirled with passion at its peak.

Dylan Hunter never hooks up with the same girl twice. He’s cold, ruthless, and the star hockey quarterback everyone fears.

Zara Summers has secretly crushed on Dylan since her freshman year. But when their paths cross, Dylan targets her and there’s no escaping him.

He bullies her at school, turning her old feelings into anger. Or so she thinks.

To save her sick sister, Zara ends up babysitting Dylan. Spending time alone with him changes everything. The tension builds. Sparks fly.

The guy who bullies her in public is the same one who awakens her deepest desires behind closed doors.

He’s her bully by day…

her addiction by night.

And neither of them can fight the pull anymore..

On a rainy night outside Lumina City Hall, Chloe is abandoned by her fiancé of five years. Her grandfather is dying, her ten-year-old brother Noah may be taken by CPS, and a vicious inheritance battle is closing in. With no time to fall apart, she turns to Arthur, a stranger who has also just been left at the altar, and asks the impossible: “Will you marry me?”

One contract, one-dollar penalty, and one fake marriage later, Chloe only wants to protect Noah, fool the caseworker, and give her grandfather peace. But Arthur is not the broke freelance writer he claims to be. His expensive clothes, secret calls, and unsettling control hint at a far deeper secret.

He makes promises at her grandfather’s ICU bedside, plays the perfect husband during the CPS visit, and slowly earns Noah’s wary trust. Chloe knows this is supposed to be a deal—so why does his kindness feel dangerously real?

They survive the first home visit, only to learn CPS will return unannounced within thirty days. Arthur has to stay.

But as his true identity begins to surface, can their one-dollar marriage remain just a transaction?

Kiara, an alluring young lady was a big time slut. That was her only speciality. She was given birth to by a prostitute and was also brought up by a prostitute. Don't get it twisted, they were two different women. So you wouldn't blame her, would you? It runs in the blood.

As a prostitute that she was, she was not meant to love but what happens when she fell for a player?

Alexander, the heir and only successor to Alexander group of companies. His companies were well known and highly acknowledged in the whole Texas. In spite of how young Alexander was, all his employees feared him. He was so rude and sensitive.

He gives absolutely no damn about anyone- well, maybe except one person though; His grandma- his weakness. And maybe his best friend as well; Mack. Alexander was a handsome young man, a big time player; who screwed ladies with no strings attached. He was forced to get married at his young age in order to get rid his wayward attitude, but as a player that he was, would he agree easily? And what happens when a player incredulously acknowledged a slut?

"Just imagine it, Em. His ex-fiancée... dating his favourite hockey player."


Zane and I were together for ten years. When he had no one, I stayed by his side, supporting his hockey career while believing at the end of all our struggles, I'll be his wife and the only one at his side.But after six years of dating, and four years of being his fiancée, not only did he leave me, but seven months later I receive an invitation... to his wedding!If that isn't bad enough, the month long wedding cruise is for couples only and requires a plus one. If Zane thinks breaking my heart left me too miserable to move on, he thought wrong!Not only did it make me stronger.. it made me strong enough to move on with his favourite bad boy hockey player, Liam Calloway.

Trixie Baker has spent her whole life being overlooked. So when the school's most celebrated hockey player sent her a personal note, she believed it was genuine. She showed up. She held the sign. And she watched him kiss her stepsister instead.
That was just the beginning of the worst day of her life.
Now she's been selected for a modeling campaign alongside the boy who humiliated her, watched by a man who sees everything she tries to hide, and her stepmother is willing to burn her to the ground to keep her in her place.
Trixie has never been anyone's first choice.
She's about to find out what happens when she finally becomes her own.

When Mila transfers to Northshore Academy, she wants a fresh start. She doesn’t expect to clash with Cole, the cold and feared hockey star everyone avoids.

Cole is the best player in the school. He barely talks. No one dares to challenge him—until Mila steps onto the ice and proves she can play just as well.

Their rivalry turns into a public challenge. The rule is simple: if Mila wins, Cole must carry her school bag every day for six months. If Cole wins, Mila will have to accept the embarrassment.

Mila wins.

From that day on, Cole walks beside her to school, silent and serious, carrying her bag. Rumors spread. Students stare. What starts as a punishment slowly turns into something neither of them expects

Villain MC

Apathetic, cruel, and terrifyingly sadistic. Gray's world is brought alight when beings of unknown origin summon creatures and structures of terrifying nature to his hometown.

"Enjoy that feeling of pain. After all, you're only human." laughed Gray as he watched the goblin tug at the girl's breasts, prompting her to scream in pain.

Equipped with a rather unique power, and sadistic nature, Gray's days are bound to be filled with blood goring fun.

Join Gray on his bloodthirsty rampage, if you dare.

Vanessa Williams has three ironclad rules: hate hockey, avoid hockey players, and never, ever get hurt by one again. Her father was the first to break that last rule, and Danny Glover—the campus hockey god with a smile that once wrecked her—was the second. Three years ago, she ran. Now, her graduate degree depends on studying the very sport she despises, and her advisor just assigned her to work with him.

Danny Glover has spent three years regretting the night he lost Vanessa. When she walks back into his life, all sharp edges and guarded green eyes, he sees a second chance. To protect her from his teammates’ relentless gossip and unwanted advances, he proposes a solution that’s as brilliant as it is dangerous: fake date. Publicly, they’ll be the picture-perfect couple. Privately, it’s just business.

The rules are simple: no feelings, no sex, just performative affection when people are watching. But every whispered study session, every pretend date that feels too real, and every old memory that sparks to life makes those boundaries blur. As their carefully staged romance starts to feel alarmingly genuine, they must confront past betrayals, a scandal that could ruin everything, and the terrifying possibility that the greatest risk isn’t getting caught in the lie…

It’s falling in love—for real this time.

The night the team wins again, the roar inside the arena could raise the roof.

On the ice, the captain has his arm around the new cheer captain, spinning her under the lights. His skates cut clean lines across the ice. Teammates whistle and shout, someone yells "ask her out!", someone else films on their phone. Everyone waits for me to show up and make a scene. Cry, stumble onto the ice, drop to my knees and beg him to come back. Pathetic, like every time before.

But no one knows I'm in the back of the locker room right now, pressed against a cold metal locker.

The quiet backup player has his hand on the back of my neck, his voice barely steady. "You sure about this?"

I push up on my toes and kiss him first.

Love is not part of why Kane Beaumont marries Emilia Taylor.
It was purely a contract deal to him and nothing more. Saving her family's business from the claws of evil loan sharks is Emilia's motive for marrying a man she barely knew.
However, she doesn't count on being hopelessly attracted to him even when he treats her like a worthless peasant.
Their relationship is chaotic, thanks to Kane's lover who is determined to ruin any opportunity of their romance ever blooming.
Even if it means putting Emilia's life in danger, setting her up, and turning the world against her.
When sparks begin to fly between Kane and Emilia after an unfortunate accident, their relationship goes through a tough test that destroys the tiny flames of love burning between them.
Will love eventually find a way in the end or will this marriage continue to be a high-stakes business deal with dangerous rewards?

Some rules are meant to be broken. Eva knows she shouldn’t fall for Josh—he’s her brother’s best friend, a constant in her life, and completely off-limits. But when his teasing, protective gestures start to stir feelings she can’t ignore, Eva is forced to confront a truth she didn’t expect: the heart wants what it wants, even if it’s the last thing she should risk.

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Harper spent ten years as Joel's perfect girlfriend... until he dumped her to boost his brand. Now Joel's getting married, and Harper's crashing his wedding on the arm of Crew Lawson, the one player Joel hates most. It's supposed to be fake: three months of PR revenge. But Crew's hiding a dangerous addiction, Harper's hiding real feelings, and Joel's hiding the truth about why he really left. Some fake relationships burn too hot to stay pretending.

I came home early from a business trip and overheard the woman Joseph always called his “poor stepmother” clinging to him in his office, begging for a kiss. Her swollen belly carried his child.
“When do I get to stop pretending to be your stepmother?” Susan whined.
Joseph’s cold laugh stripped away the last of my dignity. “Soon. Once I drain Emma’s company dry, she’ll be useless.”
I used to think Joseph was my salvation.
After his father died and his pregnant stepmother had nowhere to go, I ignored my family’s objections and brought them both into my home. I poured every resource I had into helping him rise.
I even became pregnant with his child.
Only then did I realize I had never really been his wife.
I was only the stepping stone they used to climb into wealth.
That night, Susan staged a miscarriage.
And Joseph, his face twisted with rage, locked me—pregnant and bleeding—inside a freezing basement.
“A vicious woman like you doesn’t deserve a child.”

After three years of a secret marriage, my husband refused to pay for a life-saving surgery—
yet spent a fortune on another woman.

I filed for divorce.

He thought I would come back, broken and begging.

Instead, I picked up my scalpel again.

While my ex-husband looked down on me, I saved countless lives.

When my breakthrough medicine won an international award,
and the world’s richest man proposed to me,
my ex-husband finally lost his mind—
showing up at my proposal ceremony too late to stop anything.

Within the intricate tapestry of "Anonymous Baby Daddy," a tale of shadows and redemption unfolds. Yingmei, an heiress enshrouded in opulence, stumbles upon a truth that shatters the facade of friendship and love. As she navigates the tempestuous waves of betrayal, her journey becomes a symphony of resilience and vengeance, interwoven with the enigmatic Gu Mohan. Through a whirlwind of emotions and intricately woven plots, Yingmei must unveil the depths of deception, confronting the very essence of forgiveness and the complexity of human connections. In a crescendo of revelations, alliances form, destinies entwine, and a new dawn beckons, casting its ethereal light on love's enduring power amidst adversity. Is a symphony of words that dances between perplexity and Burst, leaving readers entranced by its melody of emotions and the entangled fates of its characters.

“Nira,” he breathed, reaching for the back of her head.
She continued to work every inch of him, her hands teasing, her mouth caressing, until his legs began to shake and his knees nearly buckled. She started to feel him grow larger as she moved faster, pulling his hips to her as she swallowed every inch of him, listening to him pant and groan.


It began with the legendary love story between Nira and Cursed One, Mikael. Mythical Investigator Nira Daniels was sent to look into a realm veil because of rumors of Daemoni terrorizing the local village. What Nira found instead was Mikael, the son of the High Queen, known as the Cursed One. He was nothing like she expected a Daemoni to be. Nira saw a thoughtful and insightful man under Mikael’s fearsome Daemoni form. And Mikael learned what love is with Nira’s company. It was a happily-ever-after, until their daughter Theanna was born, whose life was bonded to an intricate destiny……

High-school misfit Julian fell in over his head into a relationship doomed for dysfunction. When the love of your life turns out to be a polyamorous vampire, eternity together is bound to be a messy rollercoaster, but even after all the trauma and heartbreak, this one of a kind devil still holds his heart. If only Luc shared his devotion... He certainly shares his obsession.

“Your girlfriend’s pretty cynical, now isn’t she?” Luc speaks into my ear, leaning casually on my shoulder. I blush bright red, and his smile grows all the broader.
He takes both our hands and leads us off across the dance floor, and the crowd parts for him like he’s the King of England - the bouncers steering away anyone that tries to block us.
“Holy shit. You really are the owner?!” Heather drunkenly shouts, as we make our way up the stairs and into that VIP booth.
“My club and my right to lay claim to anyone who catches my eye,” Luc drawls, and I shoot him a look, shifting my weight to get in between him and Heather.
“Look, you can’t just… I mean, thanks for the drinks, but she is not going to…” God I sound like an idiot, and staring straight in Luc’s eyes I feel more than a little intimidated, especially because he is not intimidated by me whatsoever. He’s smiling like I’ve just gifted him a shiny new present. I turn to tell Heather we should go, and Luc catches my arm.
“I wasn’t trying to steal away your date,” he laughs. “I invited the both of you here, now didn’t I?” He pushes a hand through Heather’s hair, turning boldly to face her dreamy eyed gawking. “You ever had a three way?”

Eli tore off my soaked panties, his cock thrusting straight into my body.
"Baby, you're so tight and so wet!" Eli murmured in my ear.
Tears streamed down my face as I begged him to leave.
"Eli, you're my uncle—we can't do this!"
He slammed into my body with force. "You're just my brother's adopted daughter; we have no blood relation!"
——
Genesis discovered that her uncle Eli had murdered the family advisor. Unfortunately, she was also spotted by Eli. To avoid being killed, she had no choice but to submit to him while secretly looking for an opportunity to strike back. However, as Eli toyed with and teased her, he gradually crossed the boundaries of their familial roles.
Unwilling to become his mistress, Genesis exposed Eli's murder of the family advisor to the public. Enraged, Eli left the family. Genesis, in turn, was forced to leave the family as well for framing him. Three years later, they met again. By then, Genesis had become an outstanding IT talent, while Eli had built his own powerful family empire. Now that their paths have crossed once more, what will become of them?

"Erin, are you really going to get back together with that cowardly ex-fiancé?" Kingsley stared at me, demanding an answer.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I glared at him and shouted back, "Yes! So what? We have nothing between us.Who the hell are you to question me?"
Kingsley burst into laughter, his laugh so sinister that it sent chills down my spine; looking at him, I felt both terrified and utterly estranged.
"He's a gentleman, sure, but can he make you climax in bed?" It was only then that I realized Kingsley had backed me into a corner.
His hand slid my short skirt up, his fingers teasing along the edge of my already drenched panties.
"Miss Erin, you're soaked for me!"

“So blood is less like a meal for you than it is a drug trip,” I note, and he rests his hand on my thigh, making my heart clench.

“No, blood is sustenance,” he corrects, “some bland and some flavorful, but your blood,” He leans in closer, finger tracing up the side of my leg, right along the femoral artery. “I was taken to heaven, my soul lit aflame. Pure ecstasy. I wish I could show you.” His eyes scorch my skin, suffusing my cheeks with heat. His fingers are right there between my legs, and I know without a doubt that such ecstasy is well within my reach, no biting required. He can see that desire darkening my gaze, and his smile steadily broadens. “You know, there are ways of enhancing one’s flavor. I normally tease it out for hours before I drink.” He rests his lips against my ear. “Sanguis always tastes best when a woman is in full climax.”


Leah just wanted to make some friends and blow off some steam. She did not expect her night of clubbing to get her kidnapped by a coven of hot, young vampires addicted to her blood. Now she’s a slave, a blood servant in a mansion of beautiful tormentors fighting each other to lay permanent claim to her. She doesn’t need to pick just one. She could have them all if she chose, but the urge to escape and rescue her imprisoned best friend, the man she’s been in love with since grade school, that noble need remains. Even if he could never fully satisfy her needs and fulfill her darkest fantasies the way the others can… It’s too deadly a game, leading them all on, and one of these vampires is bound to overindulge and suck her dry. Though the truth is, she’d enjoy every second of that experience, right up until death.

"Nydia, you're moaning too loud. Your ex-fiancé in the garden is going to be heartbroken if he hears!"
Vincent's cock was thrusting against my G-spot, his hands kneading my breasts. I clung tightly to Vincent, tightening my core under his powerful thrusts until I reached climax.
"Let him die! Right now, I only want you!"
——
At Nydia's long-awaited proposal ceremony, her fiancé Gordon cheated on her with her adoptive sister. Faced with the double betrayal from her fiancé and her family, Nydia decided to leave and rely on her own dancing talent to regain her former confidence. But Gordon soon regretted it. He knelt at Nydia's door, begging her to take him back—but the one who opened the door wasn't Nydia. "We just finished making love; she's too exhausted and resting." Nydia once thought no one truly loved her, but Vincent's appearance made her bloom with her original radiance, taking her again and again to explore the limits of her body.

I like to stay an optimist, but being a college drop-out and lonely barista is not exactly an eventful or enviable life. Then one of my customers kidnapped me on my way to work and tried to turn me into a human sacrifice. It seems she mistook me for her rival, an ancient witch.
To be clear, I am not a witch. Turns out I can shape-shift though. Just.. not very well. I have zero control over what I turn into, and now I appear to be stuck as a cat, a little black house cat to be more specific. I was stranded in the woods with zero chance of getting back to civilization when I came across this beautiful werewolf boy just returning from a night of full moon fun way out here in the woods.
Now I know what you’re thinking: cat chases dog, a bad idea, right? But human him seems to love my fluffy cat self. Though he has no idea who I really am since the only thing I can say to him right now is either “purr” or “meow”. He was kind enough to rescue me and take me home to his apartment. Now I’ve been sitting on his lap and sleeping in his bed and feeling entirely frustrated I have no way to ask him how the hell you control this animal to human thing! He seems to manage it easily enough, snapping right back to human shape each morning from wolf, so why can’t I escape this prison of furry flesh?
I need to find some way to communicate with him, and also to deal with this witch hunting me down. And also avoid this boy’s family: an entire, volatile clan of werewolves with a decidedly low tolerance for cat-girls.

Everyone deserves a second chance, even if they tried to strangle you to death in your sleep.

Aya has been trained all her life as a living weapon, but she has never taken a life. She has never been with a man. She lives her life for the sake of her mistress Lady Charlotte. Her latest mission: impersonating her lady and becoming bride to the barbarian prince who has invaded her homeland and imprisoned the former queen.

It will be a brutal task, assassinating the prince and his father and reclaiming the castle from the hands of the hundreds of savage northmen who have seized it. Aya is fully equipped for that mission, but she is not at all prepared for the savage charm of her new suitor. His tongue is just as wicked as his features are angelic, and the fact that he could break her neck with ease should he discover her duplicitous plot… Her intense attraction to him grows ever more potent, and her impulse is to claim him, not as a victim of her deadly scheme, but as her lover.

Will the prince even accept her though, if he uncovers her true identity: a peasant girl who came to this castle to murder him? Or is this deadly game of betrayal doomed to end in all out war?

Three years ago, on the eve of my wedding, my fiancé murdered my parents.Hiding behind his billions, he feigned insanity and slipped through the cracks of justice.
Now, three years later, this devil has returned—professing love, begging for another chance.He watches me, forces me, imprisons me, as if I were his golden canary, trapped and powerless.
I fight back, collecting evidence piece by piece, determined to put him behind bars.I thought I was the one holding the power, standing at the cliff’s edge, watching him struggle at the bottom.
What I didn’t know… was that I had been the devil's prey all along, and it was me writhing at the bottom—while the devil stood above, smiling in control.

“I just gave you pleasure,” Valen skited like it was a great achievement to boast about. He felt no guilt for his earlier sin.
“I did not ask you to.” I retaliated. It was wrong of me to fall victim to his allure. It was purely Zeus’ fault. His wolf was nicer.
“You like it though.” His voice was low and throaty with a triumphant grin. Damn his ego! “You didn’t want me to stop before.”
Blood rushed to my face and I blushed in shame as he stared at me. I stretched for a pillow and sailed it at him. He caught it with a devious chuckle.

Alpha Prince Valen, the next in-line to be Alpha King, has been Raina's crush since childhood. For years she yearned for the attention that he never gave. She was ecstatic when Valen turned out to be her mate. He was hers.

Sadly, something’s wrong with the mate bond. The old books refer to them as unfortunate soulmates. This implied that the bond would never last.

Forced to reject her and sever the bond, the painful separation exposed Raina to numerous challenges and dangers. A glimpse of the future has left her torn between the desire for her mate and the doom of their fate.

Will Raina and Valen have their happy ending or did the moon goddess have something else in store for them? Should she fight for her mate or let the course of destiny unfold? - Find out as Raina embarks on a journey filled with heartache, revelation, and an uncertain future.
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This is Book 2 from the Mates series. Can be read as a standalone, however, to understand the characters, you might want to read Book 1 - Mates: Regrets and Redemption
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"You're terrible in bed! The stamina of a goldfish! I want someone else!"
"Oh yeah? Who exactly?"
"Someone who can actually keep up!"
My husband's jaw ticked. That night, he proved exactly how much stamina he had—and I could barely walk the next morning.

Three years of marriage. Three years of negative pregnancy tests. Desperate times called for desperate measures—so I pushed every button he had, hoping to finally conceive.
One reckless night of passion later, I thought we'd finally made progress.
Instead, divorce papers slammed into my hands.
"Anyone could mother my child," he said coldly. "Literally anyone but you."

Six years later, I returned from overseas—CEO of a medical empire, renowned archaeologist, certified gemologist, and secret heiress to the nation's wealthiest family. Oh, and I brought along my adorable twin geniuses.
My multiple identities? Mind. Blown.
Meanwhile, my ex-husband's dirty secret hit tabloids: He's firing blanks. Always has been.

Just as I'm about to marry my charming new fiancé (who actually appreciates me), my ex corners me in a hotel suite. His eyes bloodshot, voice cracking:
"You're the only one—the ONLY one—who can be my children's mother. My love. Please..."
Too bad, buddy. You snooze, you lose.
💎 Revenge. Rebirth. Twin Chaos. And one groveling ex who's about to learn what he lost. 💎

My husband gave me away to another man's bed. To him, I was nothing more than an object.
What he never expected was that the gift he so carelessly threw away would become the most powerful man's cherished lover.
When my ex-husband knelt before me, that powerful man pulled me into his arms.
"Pregnant with my child," he murmured, his voice a possessive growl, "where do you think you're going?"

I thought I had it all figured out. I rejected my destined mate for the love of my high school sweetheart, Curtis. But everything shattered when Curtis met his mate and chose to lie to me instead of rejecting her.

With my heart in pieces, I sought solace in the last place I expected—my Alpha's arms. One night turned into a dangerous entanglement, and now my Alpha refuses to let me go. As the Alpha’s obsession grows, I'm caught in a web of desire and fear.

Curtis, the boy I once loved, still holds a promise I made, but the Alpha’s powerful presence pulls me deeper into his world. Should I forgive Curtis and keep my word, or should I risk everything for a chance at something wild and unpredictable with the Alpha who won’t take no for an answer?


“There are no limits between us,” he chuckled, the mirth sparkling in his gorgeous eyes. “And all of this stems from the night you gave me both pain and pleasure. I’m simply returning the favor.”

He took two steps forward, and I stepped back. “But…” The memory of what I had done filled me with fear, and I knew I had to get out of there. “I…”

“No, Firecat.” He placed an index finger on my lips. “This will take your mind off that son of a bitch.” His strong hands pulled me by the waist until I felt his hard manhood.

When I handed the divorce agreement and the severance-of-parental-rights form to my husband and son, they signed without even reading them.
"Mom, I don't need your patent transfer. I'm in a hurry to go see Aunt Bianca," my son said.
My husband tossed the divorce papers aside. "Bianca's dog is missing. Get out of the way."
I picked up the scattered pages from the floor. A long time passed before I whispered to the empty hallway, "But… today is my birthday."

BLURB/SYNOPSIS : "You love me? No… you can’t love a maid like me. We’re not from the same world. We can never be together. It’s a dream that won’t come true."

Lily, that doesn’t matter. I don’t care where you’re from or what your past is. I love you, and that’s the only truth that matters"

Lily has always known her place, silent, invisible, unworthy of love from someone like Sebastian Kingsley, the heir to a billion-dollar empire. She was hired to clean his mansion, not steal his heart. But when Sebastian Kingsley, the powerful billionaire in the city, confesses his love for her, she refuses to believe it.

For years, Sebastian has lived in darkness, suffocating under the weight of expectations. Drugs numb the pain. Sleepless nights steal his sanity. No one has ever looked at him without seeing his wealth until her. Lily became his peace, his escape, the only person who made him feel whole.

But their love was never meant to be.

Sebastian is already engaged to her sister, the woman the world believes is perfect for him. A woman who will do anything to keep him. And Lily? She’s just a maid. Powerless. Disposable. She wants to run to protect herself before it’s too late. But how do you walk away from the only person who ever made you feel alive?

Will their love survive the forces tearing them apart? Or will society, betrayal, and family duty crush them before they even have a chance?

It was a forbidden love

In a world of power, status, and deception, Sebastian and Lily are caught in a battle for love, survival, and happiness. Sebastian had everything—except happiness.

Lily had nothing—except hope.Together, will they find a future worth fighting for ?

"In my past life, terrified of the fate that awaited me in a mafia family, I hastily married my childhood sweetheart, Henry.
But five years into the marriage, I was caged like an animal by my husband and his mistress. My final memory before death was being forced to watch them fuck right in front of me.
When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn. I was back at the very moment the engagement was being announced.
Henry gazed at me tenderly. 'Marry me,' he asked.
Suddenly, the young Mafia Don pulled me back against his chest. He leveled his gun straight at Henry and answered for me:
'She refuses.'"

Eliasa is the weakest and the only Omega at Golden Throne, an elite academy built for Alphas and Betas.

She is chubby, insecure and different.

The annual Omega scholarship was supposed to change her life. She thought the bullying would end once she stepped into the prestigious halls of Golden Throne.

She was wrong.

There was a secret that lies within the walls, one no one had told her about before she registered; no Omega has ever survived more than a year at Golden Throne.

The scholarship was never an opportunity, it was bait.

A living offering for bored Alphas, a prey to be hunted, victim to be bullied.

On her eighteenth birthday, the one person destined to protect her her mate turns out to be her biggest bully and rejects her publicly.

The bond shatters.

And something ancient awakens.

Turns out, Eliasa is not just a weak Omega.

She is something the supernatural world has only whispered about in myths.

A forbidden combination.

A tribrid wolf, witch, and vampire.

Power unlike anything seen before rips through her veins. Power that could save the supernatural world or destroy it.

Now that the same society that hunted her needs her to survive, Eliasa must decide: will she forgive the past? Or will she watch the Golden Throne burn to the ground?

She rushed home late at night to celebrate her husband's birthday — only to find him with another woman.
"Daddy, when are you and Mommy getting a divorce?" her son asked, innocent and cruel all at once. "I want Auntie to be my new mommy."
She thought of the divorce papers she'd found the day before. Without hesitation, she picked up her phone and dialed her boss.
"I'll join the OriginWorld research program. But I have one condition..."
Months later, she stood at the podium as a national-level AI research consultant, delivering a keynote lecture.
And there, in the audience, sat her ex-husband — staring up at her, utterly stunned.

died as Seraphina Volkov, the deadliest Alpha Commander in the Eastern Territories, betrayed by my own second-in-command. The Moon Goddess offered me a second chance in a body that desperately needed my strength.

I woke up as Zara Thorne.

Eighteen years old. Wolfless Omega. Silverfang Academy's favorite punching bag. The girl who just died from being pushed down the stairs for spilling soup on the wrong shoes.

They expect me to cower. To submit. To know my place at the bottom of their pathetic hierarchy.

They have no idea who they're dealing with.

I crash a combat trial to save my sister and destroy their undefeated champion without even shifting. The entire academy loses their minds. And the Nightshade twins, Cassian and Dante, the arrogant Alphas who rule this school, decide I'm their new favorite toy.

They think they can break me, make me submit and force me to bow like everyone else.

Pathetic.

I've commanded armies. Survived wars. Killed legends. These spoiled brats playing at dominance don't scare me.

I'll put them all in their place and show them who's bossy.

After two years of marriage, Charles Lancelot suddenly filed for divorce.
He said, "She's back. Let's get a divorce. You can have whatever you want."
After two years of marriage, she can no longer ignore the reality that he no longer loves her, and it’s clear that when the past relationship causes emotional distress, the current one suffers.
Daphne Murphy did not quarrel, she chose to bless this couple and put forward her own terms.
"I want your most expensive limited-edition sports car."
"Yes."
"A villa on the outskirts of the city."
"All right."
"Split the billions of dollars earned after two years of marriage."
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