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“I’ve lived with that guilt every single day.”

Lila swallowed hard. Her world felt disoriented with memories of her sister, the lingering grief, the recent attacks all blended into a suffocating haze.

Beckett continued, quieter now. “I am twenty-six years old. Young and naive as a professor. And this campus...” He gave a hollow laugh. “It’s full of people who would love to get rid of me. Students who resent strict grading. Colleagues who think I got my position too early. Some who believe I’m arrogant. Some who simply don’t like me.”

His eyes sharpened, steady but tired. “So yes. Anyone could be the killer. And anyone could be trying to frame me. Or frame Damian. Or frame anyone close to this case.”

Lila’s heartbeat grew loud in her ears.

Her mind raced.

Damian said Beckett wasn’t the killer. Mara said Beckett was suspicious.
Mercer said Beckett was dangerous.

At Halden University, the murders follow a deadly rhythm, one red-haired girl every month, each found with a single rose placed in her hand, each killing more vicious than the last.

Lila Rowan arrives a year after her sister’s death, determined to uncover what the police can’t: the identity of the Rose Killer. But the deeper she digs, the more her world begins to tilt. Her sister’s voice slips into her dreams, repeating a warning Lila can’t ignore:

He’s charming. He’s handsome. And he never lets go.

Now every man around her feels like a threat.
The professor whose gaze lingers a heartbeat too long.
The best friend who is trying to protect her.
The other male students who claim to know her sister.

The roses keep appearing.
The bodies keep escalating. And someone is watching Lila, waiting for their moment to strike.

Twenty-five-year-old Zara Wells has spent three years building her lifestyle brand from a Brooklyn apartment golden-hour aesthetics, thrift hauls, and city walks that make her 4.2 million followers feel seen. She is relatable. She is safe. She is careful.
Until one viral video changes everything.
In a clip meant to showcase a new café's morning light, Zara unknowingly captures something in the background: a high-ranking Calabrese lieutenant exchanging what authorities would call "undeniable evidence" of a multi-million dollar drug arrangement. The video hits twelve million views before Zara even notices what's hiding behind her latte art shot.
By morning, she's the most wanted woman in New York and not by the police.
Dante Calabrese, the family's brutal and brilliant enforcer, is sent to retrieve the footage and eliminate the problem. What he finds instead is a sharp-tongued, terrified woman who has already uploaded the video to five different cloud servers and made it very clear: if anything happens to her, the footage goes public automatically.
"Kill me and you kill your family," she tells him, hands shaking. "So I guess we're stuck with each other."
Dante doesn't protect people. He removes them. But with the FBI circling, rival families ready to exploit the chaos, and Zara holding the one thing that could destroy everything the Calabreses built he has no choice but to keep her alive.
The problem is, the longer he's near her, the less certain he is about what he's protecting her from.

Lily is a beautiful woman who was forced to divorce her husband. Ryan, her husband, wanted to marry his former lover. Because of his parents' wishes, the two of them were finally matched. But after Lily's father died, Raynold immediately filed for divorce. Unknown to him, Lily was pregnant with their child.

When the divorce had taken place, Lyly's ex-boyfriend came to propose to her. Because the father's property was still in the hands of the ex-husband, the two of them, along with Lily's biological brother, finally agreed to take revenge on Ryan's family.

On the one hand, Ryan's wife has found out about their plan to destroy Ryan's family.
Will their revenge be avenged? And does Ryan know the fate of the child who has been born?

One year ago, a two year old child, Oskar, went missing from an apartment in Stockholm. His troubled mother is now held in a psychiatric hospital, found guilty of his murder by the court of public opinion. Former detective, Alex is haunted by the case. When a British family moves into the apartment and their toddler, Alfie, starts speaking with an 'imaginary friend', dad Fergus becomes increasingly terrified that he is losing his grip on sanity. He and Alex team up to investigate and are led into a labyrinth of lies and corruption. All the while, whatever is in the apartment has its sights on Alfie...

Two babies, Two women. Life for Ryan Thorpe is messed up after a mistake he made in a drunken fit of rage. He hurt a woman that he loved and lost her. Now he is chained to another, not of his own will, but can he make a choice to be happy? A choice to let go and start over?

A sequel to the story Courting Trouble. The story of Ryan and Katrina and their journey of healing to find peace and love despite everything.

She’s fire wrapped in silk. He’s ice laced with fangs. And when they collide, the world burns.

In the velvet shadows of Vancouver’s most dangerous secrets, RedLine — an underground club pulsing with magic, blood, and desire — is where vampires come to indulge. But when Katalim, a woman cloaked in mystery, steps into this world, everything changes.

Locked away for years, she’s finally free — but not safe. Katalim isn’t just a witch — she’s a weapon. Her power? The ability to channel raw sexual energy, bending it to her will. It’s intoxicating, addictive… and feared.

Enter Ryder Cornwall — cold, untouchable, and loyal only to the Coven. He’s assigned to protect her. But from the moment he tastes her magic, he wants more. Her scent drives him mad. Her secrets haunt him. And her body? It might just ruin him.

As their chemistry erupts into obsession, enemies close in. Katalim’s past is darker than anyone imagined. And Ryder must decide — break every rule for her, or watch her be claimed by a monster from the shadows.

Twisted Fate is paranormal erotica at its most wicked—dripping with forbidden heat, dangerous magic, and a love so intense it might destroy them both. It is perfect for readers who like their vampires dominant, their witches dangerous, and their romances deliciously dirty.

When my CEO husband threatens divorce for the 99th time, this time trying to force me to hand over a million-dollar project to his assistant Chloe, I finally stop fighting.
I give him the project without a word.
He's thrilled. Thinks I've finally accepted my place. To reward me, he announces we'll throw a grand celebration for our fifth wedding anniversary.
Chloe finds out and falls apart. Locks herself in the supply closet. Can't bear the thought of watching us celebrate five years of marriage.
Arthur panics. Suddenly the anniversary party becomes a "client dinner" he can't reschedule. He'll take Chloe instead—she's been handling that account, after all.
"You understand how business works," he tells me. "We can celebrate privately later."
I see the photo she posts: Chloe in the restaurant he booked for us, wearing the dress he picked out, his hand covering hers across the table.
I tell him I understand.
He's satisfied. Promises we'll do something even better next month.
He doesn't know I've resigned. Doesn't know he signed the divorce papers three days ago when I slipped them into his contract stack.
We don't have a next month.

The Second Season of the Flower Romance Series!
The Baker & The Bear, The Waitress & The Werewolf, The Secretary & The Succubus, The Librarian & the Lion, and finally The Millionaire & The Mermaid!

I was raised with the criminal underground’s most notorious crew turned government-sanctioned mercenaries in Texas and Colorado, known as the Death Kings. My uncle is one of them known as the Gator King. Now I walk in his footsteps, leading a crew of my own with his backing. To my family, my nickname is Seraphim, but in my kingdom, I’m the Viper King. Now the boys who left me, who swore they would stay by my side to protect me, are back in town. They are attempting to become like C.H.A.O.S. who run Palomino Bay, Texas. That will not happen because Grêle, Louisiana, is my stronghold. I have the backing of my father's MC and together along with my Serpents the city is ours. The person they need to protect is themselves because it isn’t me.
…They don’t know my secret, but I know theirs…

Today was the first day back at school. While most of the asshats who attended Liston High Private School actually went in for the first day, I was stuck scrubbing the toilets of the Hallow mansion.

And regardless of what my brother says I look like, I am not a scholarship kid. I'm Dainy Hallow and the guy with the Goku hair wiping puke off the pebbled bathroom floor is my older brother Aiden.

Last night as is customary to do the night before school starts, we had a huge ass party.

Our initial plan was to go to school, skip last period, get home and clear out the evidence before our parents arrived back the following day.

Let's just say that plan went to shit fast when Aiden called mom. He asked her to pick up the suit he ordered from G&G for the cancer benefit we were hosting next month. A simple question followed by an unexpected answer.

Apparently, my brother and I were misinformed with regards to my parents return. My parents were actually arriving today in less than three hours.

Two hours and four injuries later, the beer bottles are gone. The bathrooms now sanitized, and beds clothed in fresh unused linen.

The rest of the house is tidy but not clean. My brother and I aren't dumb, we've been doing this for five years.

Unlike most siblings, Aiden and I don't bicker all the time.

Amelia Russo is a weapon of the state. As a military captain and the daughter of a legendary general, her life is governed by duty, honor, and one mission: eliminate "The Shadow," the faceless myth ruling Verona’s bloody underworld.

Lorenzo Ren Moretti is a master of deception. To high society, he is Luca D'Angelo, a charming billionaire CEO. To the streets, he is a cold-blooded monster with icy blue eyes and a past carved in tattoos. He commands fear. He demands absolute loyalty. And he has never met an enemy he couldn't break.

Until he meets her.

When Amelia crosses paths with the enigmatic billionaire Luca, an intoxicating, forbidden game of cat and mouse begins.

"You're going to meet your mate someday." I whispered.
"Olivia."
I forced a smile and lifted my head. "And it's fine. I'll be rooting for you all the way."
He cut me off with a soft "Liv."
I blinked away my tears. "No, listen to me. We need to accept that this won't last forever. You could find her on your next trip out of town, and I'll be forgotten."
I swallowed the lump formed in my throat. "I just hope we'll still be friends."
His face twisted in pain as he rested his forehead against mine, his hands trembling as he cupped my cheeks. "You'll always be my best friend."
"And you'll always be mine."
I pressed my lips against his, needing to taste him, to feel his lips on mine, to know that at this moment, he was mine.
Olivia Martins has always been an outcast in the Nightshade pack.
She's an omega, and the pack she grew up in never failed to remind her that she'd never be one of them.
It wasn't so bad growing up—she had her best friend by her side.
Caspian Storm, son of the alpha of the Nightshade pack, befriended her when they were both little, and they've been inseparable ever since.
Their friendship started out sweet and innocent, but it developed into more.
Olivia knew that it couldn't last forever because Caspian would find his mate—and what they had would come to an end.
Yet, she couldn't guard her heart.
And when her worst fear comes true, she flees.
Will Olivia and Caspian find their way back to each other?
Or will the threat of Caspian finding his mate keep them apart?

He took a mouthful and pampered my bare nipples with his tongue, sending waves of pleasure and sweet torture to me. I felt like I was floating in mid-air. Never had I felt this amount of sexual satisfaction and I wanted more.

He moved his hand to my thighs and rubbed them very close to my womanhood. He could feel the heat coming from between my thighs and he intended to cool me down, As soon as he touched my parts, a gasp escape my lips. His hands felt like magic.

"I want you, Peter, now," I said with urgency, unable to hold on any longer.


【Set in the early eighties】
The strong and beautiful Sharon Thompson spends most of her adult life running away from the devilish Addicus James Worthington; a man who adopted and raised her as a child. She uncovers the horrible truth about him and his sole purpose in life becomes to find her and kill her which causes her to run for years...until he finally found her. With the help of Peter Cooper; a lonely widower who falls for her and some friends she makes along the way, can she manage to avoid being caught in the deadly snare of her hunter or will all her running be in vain? Find out!

[WORD COUNT: 180000 - 60000]
[COVER DESIGN: Otis Bright]

Content Warning: Mature Themes!!
This book contains explicit scenes, graphic content, and potentially triggering situations that may be unsuitable for some readers. All characters depicted are 18 years or older. Reader discretion is advised.

On her eighteenth birthday, Sabrina's life is stolen from her. She was sold into marriage to Scott Wendell, a ruthless and powerful billionaire more than twice her age. A man she's never met. A man who claimed her as payment for a debt she never owed

But the real problem wasn't the vows she took or the marriage document she signed.

It's his son. The revelation that Ace Wendell, the one boy in school that she's always fantasized about, the boy she's secretly loved from afar, is now her stepson.

Now living under the same roof, Sabrina finds herself torn between duty to her marriage and the dangerous pull toward the stepson who has wanted her just as desperately.

“Claudia,” a die-hard fan of the novel Solo Hunter,
is reborn into a powerless and fragile body… even weaker than F-rank!

But wait! He, who was supposed to be a side character doomed to die,
somehow survives thanks to “Alan Miller,”
the gorgeous male lead whose actions are nothing like what the novel described.

To make matters more confusing,
Claudia turns out to be the long-missing heir of the prestigious Heart Family,
gone without a trace for 8 years!
Is this really the same story he once read?

Now that the original plot no longer applies,
how will he survive in this perilous world?
And what exactly… does the novel’s mysterious male lead want from Claudia?!

To investigate my family's downfall, I moved in with a man even older than my father.
Unexpectedly, I discovered his son was Kevin - my ex-boyfriend of many years.
While his father slept inside, Kevin pinned me against the door, covered my mouth, and forcefully penetrated me.
"You break up with me and end up with an old man? Can he make you climax like I can?" he whispered in my ear.
"What should I call you now? Stepmother?"

"Fuck," he groaned, his control seemingly slipping.

"Yes," she panted, meeting his thrusts with her own urgent rhythm. "Like this, Damien. Harder, deeper."

One night of passion. An unexpected twist of fate. A love that defies all boundaries.

Vivian Sinclair never imagined her last taste of freedom would be so intoxicating. Drowning her sorrows in a nightclub, facing an arranged marriage to save her family, she encounters the irresistible Damien. Their connection is instant, electric, and for one night, Vivi allows herself to forget about tomorrow.

But tomorrow arrives with a shocking revelation. The man who set her heart aflame is now her stepson, and their forbidden attraction threatens to consume them both.

Trapped in a web of family duty and burning desire, Vivi and Damien must navigate the dangerous waters of their undeniable chemistry. Each stolen glance, each secret touch, draws them closer to a love that could unravel everything.

As the lines between right and wrong blur, Vivi and Damien face an impossible choice: honor their family ties or risk it all for a passion that defies societal norms.


I felt his arousal against my thigh, and I rocked my hips, seeking more friction.
His mouth found my breasts, his tongue teasing my nipples to hardened peaks.
My head fell back, my breath coming in sharp gasps as pleasure coursed through me. I wanted him—needed him—with an intensity that surprised me.
Our movements became wilder, more urgent. My hands roamed over his shoulders, back, and hips, my nails digging into his skin. He thrust into me with a sharp cry, filling me completely.

Before meeting Elliot Winter, Michelle’s life was a routine of beatings from her drunk dad to juggling part-time jobs. He was handsome, loaded, and had a smile that could melt ice.

There was also a twenty-year age gap between them, Michelle didn't care because their relationship was the only ray of sunshine in her rather bleak world. And when he popped the question she was more than happy to say yes. Michelle thought she had found her happily ever after, but she couldn't have been more wrong. With each year that passed Elliot became more of a stranger and less of the man she had fallen for, neglecting her and looking the other way when his mother treated her poorly, that was until the day their 5th anniversary rolled around, she caught him in bed with her sister.

Her love is replaced by hate, a swooning affection now burning rage. Well, two could play that game. That night, she dials her stepson's number with a single text that will change their lives forever.

‘I need you tonight’

"I will teach you how to pleasure me," I trail a hand down his smooth-muscled chest, loving the bulge of his muscles under me.

"You don't get to teach me, baby. I know the right way to fuck you." He leaned close to whisper, "You have the chance to back out. But if you don't, I'm going to fuck you hard against the door. So hard that you won't be able to walk for a week."

"Then, do it," I challenged.


Before I met him, I was the lone Luna who ran away from the pack; away from my responsibilities. I was determined to hide out in the human world until I met a man who was willing to take me in. Though I never loved him, I got married to him.

However, a few days into the marriage, I discovered that I had a stepson. And what was worse? My young stepson is my mate...

“I want you safe, Candace. And to prove that I’m not just out to get laid, I promise you that I will stay completely brotherly the rest of your time here, if that’s a day, a week, a month or forever. Okay?”

She nodded dazedly, already feeling a sharp loss. “Okay.”

“Good.” He pushed away from the wall. “We have a deal. You stay, and I act the perfect gentleman.”

“Yes. Okay.” She’d stay, not only because he asked her to, or bullied her into it, but because on some level she knew taking the trip now was madness.

“Just one thing.” He leaned in again.

She shrank back. “Oh, no.”

“I’ll keep my promise.” A slow, wicked grin lit his face and melted a part of her she needed to stay solid and strong if she was going to make it intact through the next few days. “But there’s nothing stopping you from inviting me to do whatever you want, however you want, whenever you want it.”


Falling for the wrong man was bad enough. Falling for her sister's boyfriend? A disaster…

The worst love triangle situation ever!

"You're Mia's best friend. I practically raised you. Do you know how wrong this is?"
"Then why did you come for me tonight?"
"Why did you look at me like that in the kitchen? By the pool? In the truck?"
"Because I want you." His forehead pressed against mine, his breath fanning my face. "I think about you when I shouldn't. I look at you when I shouldn't and if I touch you again, I'm not sure I'll be able to stop."
"Then don't stop."


When Callie returns home for the summer, staying at her best friend Mia's house feels like slipping back into childhood, until she sees Grayson Carter again.
Once her best friend's quiet, overworked dad, Grayson is now older, rougher, and dangerously irresistible.
He remembers her as a girl with ink-stained fingers and a reckless laugh. Now, she is a woman who is confident, sharp-tongued, and completely off-limits.
Neither of them meant to start crossing lines. But whispered glances turn into midnight encounters.
Denial becomes an obsession. And one forbidden moment changes everything. As passion collides with guilt, Callie and Grayson are forced to choose between the love they shouldn't want and the consequences they can't escape.
Off Limits is a slow-burn erotic forbidden romance filled with raw chemistry, emotional damage, and a love story that is anything but clean.

BLURB
My best friend, Jasper, only asked for one thing. “Do not fall for my brother”. But how do I tell him that his brother is the reason I have spent the last 23 years of my life single? How do I tell him that he asked me for something impossible?
And how the hell am I supposed to not fall for him when we live in the same fucking house?

""Stay away from my brother. He is a player, doesn't love anyone and I wouldn't want to see you being hurt by him." Jason's warning should have been enough,but one reckless kiss changed everything. Now Liam finds himself caught between Ryan the bad boy with a reputation of breaking hearts, and Brandon, the campus golden boy whose charm is a facade.

To avenge my father, I married Philadelphia mafia don Salvatore and poisoned him with my own hands on our wedding night. I thought my revenge was complete, until I met his son Matteo at the funeral—a cold, handsome,dangerous man.

Matteo suspected from the start that I'd killed his father. According to plan, I was supposed to get close to him, seduce him, then kill the last Rossi heir when he trusted me most.

"You're trembling." He cornered me against the wall, his long fingers caressing my cheek. "From fear... or something else?"

"I..." Under his burning gaze, I couldn't find words.

"Don't be nervous, stepmother." He leaned close to my ear, his voice low and magnetic. "I just want to see how honest you are."

When the assassin falls for her target, when stepmother becomes obsessed with stepson, can this dangerous game have a happy ending?

Alexander Hale built his empire on control — of markets, of people, of himself. Nothing and no one ever rattled him… until Elena Ward walked into his boardroom with a challenge that could destroy everything he’s built.
She’s the one woman he can’t have — brilliant, principled, and bound by rules he helped write. But every argument sparks chemistry, every glance burns hotter than it should, and every secret meeting pushes them closer to the line they swore they’d never cross.
When their forbidden connection ignites into something undeniable, the fallout threatens careers, reputations, and hearts.
To protect her, he’ll risk his empire.
To love him, she’ll risk herself.
In a world where power means everything, can they rewrite the rules — or will love be the one thing they lose?

I didn’t see Tyler coming.

One second I was rounding the corner. The next, a hand closed around my wrist, pulling me suddenly into a nearby room.

The door shut behind us.

My breath stuttered as my back hit the wall and Tyler loomed in front of me, his chest rising and falling, eyes dark with something fierce and feral.

“Tell me,” he said quietly, his hand sliding to my waist, deliberate but restrained. “Is Mark really the sweetest?”

My heart hammered.

“Or,” he continued, leaning in just enough that I could feel the heat of him, “did you say that just to piss me off?”


When Westfield’s golden boy and star hockey player, Tyler Mercer, suffers a career-threatening injury that keeps him off the ice, the last person he wants overseeing his recovery is Harper Lane, a quiet, sharp-tongued classmate thrust into the role of playing his temporary physiotherapist.

Tyler is determined to push her out. Harper is determined to prove she's not just a fill-in.

What begins as resentment slowly shifts into understanding, and understanding turns dangerous when feelings get involved and their choices start to affect more than just themselves.

She was never supposed to fall for him.
He was never supposed to need her this much.

With betrayal closing in and the final game looming, they must decide what matters more: the futures they’ve been chasing… or the one they never planned for.

I was exactly three seconds away from giving Alexander Carter everything he wanted when I heard the truth.

I was the girl nobody could touch. Star Davis. Nineteen years of armor, zero minutes given to any guy on campus. But Alex wasn't like the others. He didn't look at me like a prize; he looked at me like a puzzle he had all the time in the world to solve. He memorized my schedule. He fought with me over literature. He made me forget I didn't do this.

Until I stood outside the locker room, holding his jacket.

"She's a virgin," Cam laughed. "The whole campus knows it."
"That's why it's interesting," Alex's voice replied, calm, certain. "I get Star Davis to fall for me. Completely. If I lose, I cover everyone's tab for the semester."

My heart did something I hadn't given it permission to do. It stopped. Six weeks of careful conversations, of late-night diners, of him looking at me like I was the only person in a stadium of eleven thousand people—all of it was a play. A calculation. A bet with a December 15th deadline.

I didn't cry. Crying was for girls who didn't know how to weaponize their own armor. Instead, I pushed the locker room door open. The entire first-string football team froze. Alex's eyes locked onto mine, the smug confidence draining from his face in a fraction of a second.

"December 15th, right?" I said, dropping his jacket on the wet tile. "Game on, Carter. Let's see who breaks first."

Silverwood has always been a town full of whispers. Stories of shadows in the woods, glowing eyes in the dark, and creatures that disappear before dawn. But Riley Hayes never believed in fairy tales or nightmares.
Until the night she almost dies in the forest.
One moment, she’s just another high school senior, rolling her eyes at her best friend’s werewolf conspiracy theories. The next, she’s caught between two monsters with claws and teeth sharper than any human should have. She should be dead. She would be dead… if not for him.
Kieran Wolfe is nothing but trouble. A smirking, leather-jacket-wearing storm crashes into Riley’s life and refuses to leave. He saved her, but in doing so, he marked her whether by accident or fate, she’s now tangled in a world of pack politics, old rivalries, and dangerous secrets.
The Silverwood Pack wants Kieran dead. Their leader will stop at nothing to hunt him down. And now, Riley is a loose end they can’t afford to leave alive.
She never asked for this fight. She never wanted to believe. But when the full moon rises and the wolves come running, Riley has one choice: run or stand her ground.
And Kieran? He may be the only thing standing between her and the darkness.
But here’s the thing about werewolves…
The closer you get, the harder it is to remember you’re supposed to be afraid.

"When you enter THE OFF LIMIT, you can't get out again.
The only way is to survive, and win.
There is no losing.
You must survive."

Ethan Mannon got the game THE OFF LIMIT by accident. The game significantly changed Ethan's life, who was on the verge of death. However, THE OFF LIMIT is something very dangerous. Will Ethan survive to get his wish or try to destroy THE OFF LIMIT?

“You are so fucking wet.” He nipped my skin and pulled me up to sink me down his length.

“You are going to take every inch of me.” He whispered as he thrusted up.

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good. Is this what you wanted, my dick inside you?” He asked, knowing I have benticing him since the beginning.

“Y..yes,” I breathed.


Brianna Fletcher had been running from dangerous men all her life but when she got an opportunity to stay with his elder brother after graduation, there she met the most dangerous of them all. Her brother's best friend, a mafia Don. He radiated danger but she couldn't stay away.

He knows his best friend's little sister is off limits and yet, he couldn't stop thinking of her.

Will they be able to break all rules and find closure in each other's arms?

"They say the ice is for warriors. They don't know I'm bleeding just to stand here."
Noah Vance has only a limited period to live. He needs money for his sister's cancer treatment so he has become part of the Sterling University Hockey team's secretive world which consists of only Alpha members. Noah moves through the ice with ghostly speed and soundlessness while he uses black-market suppressants that make his veins feel as they burn. His body requires protection because a single hit can snap his bones while a single slip will show everyone that he is an Omega which will lead to his death.

Damon Sterling is the predator who awaits to break his neck.

The billionaire Captain exists as a physical embodiment of violent perfection. Noah is more than just someone he hates since the Captain finds his existence to be offensive. The rookie emits fear which the Captain interprets as physical frailty. Damon begins a series of severe hazing activities to eliminate the "coward" from his squad by performing body slams into the glass which create dark bruises on Noah's skin.

The locker room failure causes Noah's scent blockers to dissolve which reveals his true scent through the combination of wild honey and distress. The Captain encounters his Mate instead of finding a victim.

The monster who wanted to destroy Noah has transformed into a beast who will destroy everything in existence to protect Noah.

Obsession isn't a choice. It’s biology.

“Why did you buy me, especially for such a huge amount? There is no way you could possibly want me when I am carrying the child of another man. Wait…. You could not possibly want me because…” the last words remained stuck in Kyra’s throat. She swallowed thickly and dread curled in the pit of her stomach as she stared at the handsome face of a rumored ruthless Alpha Anton.


It is one thing to find your mate, it is another for your mate to want you back.

All of Kyra’s life, she has been the rejected one and thought that things would be different when she finally finds her mate. Except that the moon goddess is one who likes to play games, Kyra gets mated to the enemy of her pack, Tristan.

Kyra is shocked when her mate accepts her despite knowing she is the enemy's daughter, so she starts going out with him secretly, but that won’t last for long because she falls pregnant, and her father finds out about her escapades with Tristan.

Tristan rejects her in the presence of her father and denies their child, leaving Kyra broken-hearted. He was only with her to destroy her father because of the feud between both packs.

In anger, her father who has never cared for her decides to auction her off to the highest bidder.

Broken, pregnant and in shame, Kyra is sold off to Alpha Anton. Kyra has never left home all her life and the first time she does, it is with a stranger who bought her. Kyra looks on her future with dread, not knowing what it holds for a pregnant and rejected woman like her.

After getting married, my husband never touched me. I always thought he was asexual until one day, to my shock, I discovered he was having an affair!

Because he and his lover were too intense during sex, his lover ended up in the hospital!

What shocked me even more was that the person he was having an affair with was his sister!

At that moment, my heart felt like it was being scalded with boiling oil, the pain was excruciating...

Zara Lennox doesn’t do hockey players. Especially not the kind who end up trending for all the wrong reasons.

When a leaked video threatens to destroy Trevor Donovan’s career before it even begins, his management team needs a fix. Fast. Clean. Believable. They need a girl next door, not a puck bunny. They need Zara.

The problem? Zara thinks Trevor is exactly what the headlines say he is. Arrogant. Reckless. The kind of man who burns everything he touches and calls it entertainment.

The bigger problem? She says yes anyway.

What starts as a controlled arrangement staged dates, coordinated social media, a reality campus show designed to rebuild his image turns into something neither of them planned for. Because spending every day beside someone breaks down walls that took years to build. And Trevor Donovan, underneath the scandal and the swagger, is hiding damage that mirrors her own.

Zara came to fix his reputation. She didn’t come to fix him. She definitely didn’t come to fall.

But the cameras are always rolling. And some things can’t be faked no matter how hard you try.

Off the Ice, Into the Fire is a dark, addictive enemies-to-lovers campus romance about public scandal, private healing, and two broken people who find each other in the last place either of them expected.

To Alpha Damien, Sophia was never a Luna—merely a breathing womb.
For years, she bore the weight of his cold indifference, trapped in a marriage where he only touched her on the "fertility days" his mother decreed.
While he flaunted his mistress Tiffany through the kingdom, Sophia was given a brutal ultimatum--
Return only when you carry a son.
She nearly lost her life giving birth to their daughter. But her suffering meant nothing—not to Damien, not to his vicious mother, and certainly not to a pack that saw her as nothing more than disposable breeding stock.
Now, pregnant again, Sophia overhears Damien's callous words:
She can handle the risks better than Tiffany.
In that moment, something in her snaps.
She's done being the obedient Luna.
Done enduring endless humiliation.
Done watching Tiffany poison their daughter's mind and steal the motherhood that should have been hers.
But escaping an Alpha is no easy feat—not when their bond refuses to break… and dark enemies lie in wait, hungry to seize control of her unborn heir.
Will Sophia reclaim her life, her daughter, and the wolf that’s been dormant inside her for far too long?
Or will the man she once loved burn every last thing she holds dear to the ground?

“Olivia must never find out about this,” I whisper, my voice shaking.

“Relax, wild cat,” Dylan murmurs against my mouth. “I don’t kiss and tell.”

Olivia Sterling has been my best friend since we were kids. She only ever gave me one rule: Stay away from her older brother.

Dylan Sterling is everything I should avoid. Arrogant. Dangerous. The kind of guy who breaks hearts for fun. I knew that long before the night I kissed him.

Now we are sneaking around behind Olivia’s back. Studying at her house turns into stolen moments in empty rooms. One secret kiss becomes something much harder to control.

The worst part is that I should feel guilty. Instead, I think I might be falling for him.

But if Olivia finds out the truth about us, I could lose the most important friendship of my life.

So the real question is simple.

How long can we keep this secret before everything falls apart?

The day college applications were due, Fern Whitmore wouldn't stop crying — and my two childhood best friends were completely wrapped around her finger.

They actually threatened to give up their Ivy League spots to follow her to community college.

I tried everything to talk them out of it. Nothing worked. So I went behind their backs and called both their parents.

Their parents showed up that same night and put a stop to it. Applications corrected, crisis averted, everyone back on track.

Or so I thought.

Fern lost her two personal ATMs, and one night she posted a goodbye message on social media and swallowed a bottle of pills.

Nash and Declan didn't blame her for it. They blamed me.

They lured me up to the roof. Both of them shoved their hands against my chest.

"Maren." Declan's voice was ice. "You ruined Fern's future. Go apologize to her in hell."

I fell twelve stories.

When I opened my eyes, I was back at the beginning.

This time, I'm not saving anyone.

“This…this is wrong.” I whispered, shivering as Rowan’s fingers traced the slit of my skirt.
“Wrong?” Ellis’ lips brushed my neck, his teeth grazing my skin. “Forbidden is what makes it irresistible.”
Noah’s mouth hovered at my ear, his warm breath sending a shudder down my spine. “And you’ll learn,” he murmured. “We take what we want.”
Isla North had always followed her brother’s rules—until she learned how intoxicating it felt to break them.
When Isla returns to college as a freshman, her brother Asher North—captain of the hockey team—has one rule for his teammates:
Anyone but my sister.
They all agree. Brotherhood comes first.
Until three men shatter that rule.
Rowan—the sinfully charming strategist.
Ellis—the calm, devastating force she can’t resist.
Noah—the reckless, untamed wild card who makes her crave danger.
Between secret locker room encounters, broken promises, and nights that end in trembling surrender, Isla discovers that forbidden desire is as dangerous as it is addictive.
The ice isn’t the only thing she’s playing on.
Power, lust, and obsession collide—and once Isla gives in, there’s no going back.

"Lynn, look at me." His voice fanned into my ear, sending tingles to the depth of my stomach.

I knew if I looked at him, I'd be damned. But he was too beguiling not to. His fingers trailed my chin and I felt in between my thighs heat up for him. "Don't you ever wonder?"

"What?" I asked. My voice, in a whisper.

"When we kiss again."

"Who said we'll kiss again?"

"We will. Don't you want to know if it's the same reaction as last time? Whether we could be better?"

I blinked and drew in a breath, the word no beginning to form .The sound never made it out as he closed the short distance between us, caressing my lips with his.

The sensation that shuddered through my body was intense. Even more potent than the last time. He stepped closer, aligning his body with mine. I met his assault with a parry of my own, clinging to him.

The need for him to possess me overwhelmed everything else, every thought, other than one. I wanted Leone Russo as I'd never wanted anything in my life before.

I knew my stepbrother was off-limits. Alas, that's why I have been trying to avoid him. Because these forbidden desires could get me into trouble.

★★★★★
Lynette's mother announced she was engaged to an anonymous rich man. So even though Lynette doesn't want to be a part of this, she had no choice but to support her mom's decision. But what happens when Lynette discovers that her soon-to-be stepbrother was the crush she had in high school?

Although fate separated them. Will they break all odds and finally declare their feeling for each other? Or will they try not to risk it all and remain brother and sister?

★MATURED CONTENT★

Hawney Harper caught her boyfriend cheating on her and she smashed a bottle on his head.

Nobody messes with Hawney’s heart and goes Scot free.

But that single action cost her everything, because she didn't just lose her relationship, but her Job also.

Heartbroken, humiliated, and shattered. Hawney wandered into a nearby club where she met a dangerously handsome stranger with cold gray eyes and a face like that of a demi god.

One thing led to the other and they had a night of reckless sex.

The next morning. Hawney woke up in his hotel room with memories of the previous night rushing back to her. Panicked, she left behind a few dollars and a note before fleeing.

She thought that was the worse that could happen, but she was wrong because a speeding car hit her and destroyed the last piece of the life she had left.

Three months later. Hawney arrives at Westbridge university in a wheelchair as one of the contestants on Bound by fate, the university's wildly popular reality dating tv show.

The scholarship attached to the show is the only reason she can afford to remain on campus.

Without it, she will lose her tuition, housing, physical therapy support and her chance at rebuilding her future.

Just when she was beginning to settle in. She comes face to face with the stranger from that unforgettable night.

But this time. He isn't a stranger, but Draven Winterholm.

Westbridge University's hockey superstar, Campus obsession, future NHL prospect, and the boy assigned to be her fake boyfriend for the show.

Draven was forced into the show to repair his reputation after series of anger fueled scandals and violent rumours threatening his proffessional future.Until they starts falling for each other.But can fake love turn out real?

The Getty family went bankrupt, and her fiancé's family stood by coldly, offering no help. Rebecca Getty signed a contract and had a whirlwind marriage with her fiancé's uncle—Frederick Windsor.
After the wedding, Rebecca's only thought was to pay back the 100 million yuan with interest, set Frederick free, and let him be with his first love.
When she repaid 5 million yuan, Frederick's face darkened.
When she repaid 50 million yuan, Frederick left home for three days.
Finally, when she paid off the entire 100 million yuan, Rebecca was pinned against the wall by the man. "Divorce? Fine!!! I'll give you all my property, and I'll give myself to you too— the kind that follows you wherever you go!"
Rebecca: ……

When my mother-in-law and I went undercover on our own yacht, a woman in a bikini pointed at us and screamed, "Broke trash!"

She ordered the bodyguards to throw us into the sea.

"This is the VIP section! You freeloading scum snuck on board for free food and drinks—get lost!"

She pinched her nose, looking at my mother-in-law and me with complete disgust.

I said coldly, "This is a public area. We have the right to be here."

"Public area?" She burst into shrill laughter, dripping with arrogance. "Do you even know whose yacht this is? My boyfriend's! The most powerful man in this city!"

Victoria and I exchanged confused looks—this yacht, the Poseidon, was clearly being managed by my husband Alexander.

When did he become someone else's boyfriend?!

Five years ago, Leo, the overlord of the abyss who ruled the seven seas, went into hiding and worked as a cook in a dilapidated tavern to save his savior.
When his benefactor was captured by the empire and was about to be executed, the arrogant governor forced him to crawl between his legs in order to see him.
He did as instructed, but was then tricked.
That night, a bone conch shell resounded throughout the seven seas, thousands of ghost warships besieged the city, and the kings of the underworld knelt in unison.
The former "scale-scraping chef" broke through the palace gates, cut through his shackles with a single stroke, and embraced the beauty: "I'll take you home for grilled fish, it's on me."

I moved into my sister’s house to escape my ruined divorce, but I never expected her aggressively cheerful best friend to become my darkest, dirtiest obsession. Lila and I hated each other on sight. But everything changed the day I walked through the front door……

She was right in the middle of our shared living room on a pink yoga mat. She was in the downward dog position, her hips arched in the air, wearing nothing but extremely short black yoga shorts that clung to her tight ass, and a minimal top that left her heavy cleavage spilling out.

I completely froze. Unwanted, utterly unexpected images flashed through my mind—me standing directly behind her, my hands gripping those firm hips, ripping those tiny shorts down, and thrusting into her wet heat right there on the laminate floor while she screamed my name. I dropped my groceries in shock.

But the real torture came at 4 AM. I woke up sweating, my cock throbbing and painfully hard against my plaid pajama pants from a wet dream where I was kneading her breasts and burying my tongue down her throat while I fucked her over the arm of the couch. I jumped out of bed for a cold shower to kill my raging boner. Instead, I slammed right into her in the pitch-black hallway.

Her soft, warm stomach pressed flush against my bare chest, and worse—my rock-hard cock twitched and pressed directly against her bare thighs. I flew backward like her skin had seared my flesh. We stood there in the dark, breathing heavily. Her eyes drifted down my torso, landing directly on the heavy bulge in my pants. She stepped closer, her sweet strawberry scent filling my lungs, and whispered seductively, "What, you can check me out but I can’t check you out?" She bit her bottom lip, her gaze full of pure, wicked lust, before slipping into her room. I stood there gripping the doorframe,my dick aching for release. I’m a grown LAPD officer, and she’s my sister’s best friend. If I touch her, it will ruin everything. But God, I am going to tear her apart...

I died on the night of my eighteenth graduation party, pushed off a rooftop by the two people I trusted most.

In my past life, I was the ultimate fool.

When my two childhood friends—both heirs to top elite families—decided to throw away their futures, I panicked.

They actually wanted to reject their admission offers from Harvard and Yale.

All to follow Lily, a charity case from the slums, to a literal no-name trade school called Sunny Valley Vocational Academy.

I begged them to stop.

I even used my family's connections to try and get Lily into a legitimate university.

But Lily wept in front of them, claiming my money insulted her dignity, and that I was just jealous of their "pure love."

Liam and Noah completely lost their minds.

That night, they cornered me on the roof.

"Vivian, you killed Lily. Go to hell!"

As it turned out, Lily went to that trash school alone and committed suicide.

They blamed me entirely for her death, nursing that grudge until they finally pushed me into the abyss.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the exact day we were supposed to lock in our college choices.

This time, count me out.

Star college hockey forward Ethan Andersen has the talent, the looks, and the NHL scouts watching—until he punches his own captain after winning the Beanpot Tournament final. Branded arrogant and violent, his career is suddenly on thin ice.

The only solution?

A reality show to rebuild his "nice guy" image.

But when his co-star backs out last minute....

Sloane Peters might be the only person desperate enough to step in.

"Sloane" the quiet, glasses-wearing biomedical science major who’d rather stay out of the spotlight.

Now that she's moving in with the brooding athlete for six weeks.

Her job: help the cold, stubborn hockey star look approachable on camera.

His job: not kill each other in their shared Boston apartment.

But Ethan is still furious she once called him a violent maniac… and Sloane is discovering the tough guy hides a surprisingly soft side.

Between explosive arguments, accidental touches, late-night confessions, and the growing chemistry neither of them can fake—

The lines between scripted and real are disappearing fast.

With Ethan’s NHL dreams, her brother’s career, and Sloane’s own hidden passion on the line, one thing is clear: some scripts weren’t meant to stay fake.

I am a time traveler from the modern world.

For three years, I traveled back and forth to the wasteland. By supplying clean water and food, I elevated a lowly scavenger into a wasteland lord commanding thousands of armed men.

But just as I finally found a way to end the apocalypse, she turned around and slept with a local thug.

Together, they plotted to steal the secret of my time machine, kill me, and turn my modern world into their personal "free supermarket."

She thought she had me completely wrapped around her finger. She believed that with just a few fake tears, her stupid "delivery boy" would obediently hand over all access and wait to be slaughtered.

But after overhearing their scheme, I didn't hesitate. I returned to the modern world and smashed the time machine to pieces.

Now, let's see how long her mighty reign will last without my help.

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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For five years, my crime boss husband made me take off my wedding ring nine times—all for his precious damsel in distress.

When we first married, he promised me: "From now on, you're my queen, the queen of New Orleans."

But whenever Brianna came crying for help, he'd change his tune: "Mr. Parker saved my life, Claire. I owe his family everything."

And like a fool, I believed him eight times.

Eight times I watched from the shadows as he took another woman to our favorite restaurants.

Eight times I explained to the crew that our "separation" was just giving each other space.

Eight times I watched her move into my bedroom, use my dishes, sleep in my bed.

All for a man who kept making me slip off my ring, then slide it back on, over and over again.

Until the ninth time, when he said he needed to provide sperm for her fertility treatment, and I offered to leave.

He still thinks this is just another temporary break, expecting me to come crawling back in a month like always.

He'll never know I've already booked my ticket out of here.