8465 Book(s) Related to the professor who loves me

“Be careful with that, Emma," my boss at the high-end courier service warned, handing me the velvet-lined case. "That bottle is worth more than your life. It’s for the penthouse gala at the Sterling Heights. If it breaks, don't bother coming back.”

I clutched the case to my chest like it was a newborn child.

The soles of my shoes were so thin I could feel every jagged pebble on the pavement. My feet ached, a dull, throbbing reminder of the sixteen-hour shifts I’d been pulling for the last three months.

But every time I felt like collapsing, I thought of Liam. He met with an accident five years ago and could not work.

So, I became the bread-earner in our family.

Today was our wedding anniversary. And this last expensive delivery could earn me a decent gift for him.

"The host is on the terrace," a waiter whispered as I reached the penthouse, eyeing my worn-out sneakers with disdain. "Hurry up. He doesn't like to be kept waiting.”

I walked toward the terrace, my heart hammering. I just wanted to drop this off, get my signature, and run to Liam. I pushed through the crowd, dodging silk gowns and tailored tuxedos.

Then, I stopped.

The man standing at the edge of the terrace looked familiar.

He was wearing a bespoke midnight-blue tuxedo that cost more than our three years of rent. His hair was slicked back, his posture commanding and regal. He was way too rich to cross paths with me in my entire life.

But, my heart skipped a beat as he turned back to look at his friends.

It was Liam. My Liam. With other woman, offering the world to her.

One hundred years married to Everett, and I've learned one thing: whenever he wants to push me into a corner, he throws the mate bond dissolution agreement in my face. Whenever my parents want me to cave, they hold the family name over my head.

They've always wanted the same thing — for me to hand over everything I have to my twin sister Rosalie, who's been sick her whole life.

I've fought it. I've grieved over it.

But when the doctor slid the diagnosis across the desk — Blood Depletion Syndrome, late stage, less than two weeks left — something in me just went quiet.

What's the point of fighting when you're already dead?

When The Wrong One Loves You Right
Enemies make the best lovers...

Evelyn Rodriguez needs to find who murdered her sister. But her only suspect is sexy as hell and every kind of wrong. Suddenly Evelyn's not sure if it's determination that's got her pulse racing–or something altogether less appropriate. Worse of all, she has to live under the same roof with him.

Supernova Jason Lyndon, burnt by experience and casual flings is torn between taking the offer of the man he despises the most or the woman that annoys him the most. Either way, he wasn't about to go to jail for something he didn't do. He realized too late chosing Evelyn's offer was a terrible idea. She didn't only arouse all his sexual antennas but started pulling down the firm wall– he's spent years building– around his heart.

CRIME. SUSPENSE. ROMANCE.

"I promise I didn't do anything that day". He cups my face and stares deeply into my eyes.
"I want to believe you but I can't". I place my hands on his. I close my eyes and let the tears fall.

I feel a soft kiss on my cheeks trailing down to my neck. His hands move up my back as he claims my lips in his. My tears flow freely. He pushes me to the wall gently and claim my lips again. I let my hands do what they have been itching to do and run my fingers through his soft hair.


When Isabel Díaz finds out about her boyfriend and soon-to-be baby daddy's betrayal on Christmas Eve, she packs up and leaves.
Two years later, she is unexpectedly transferred back to America. She later discovers that this is Jaxon Slade's doing. Moving back there right before Christmas feels like déjà vu.
Will the health of their child bring them together and allow him to redeem himself or will it drift them further apart?

I straighten up after three back-to-back all-nighters, my stomach aching so badly I can barely stand up straight. At one in the morning, I head to the twenty-four-hour diner below my studio for a bowl of soup, just to keep myself going.

Steam rises off the bowl, and when I look up, my blood goes cold.

Beckett Wexford, my husband, head of the Wexford Group and a man with a serious germ phobia, sits right there, completely out of place in this greasy late-night diner.

He patiently picks the onions out of her burger, one piece at a time, while the girl next to him laughs, bright and carefree, her profile eerily close to what mine looked like at twenty.

"Beckett, you're so bad at this. It's just an onion."

The man who's been ice cold to me for years has a look in his eyes I've never seen before, soft, doting, like she's something precious to him.

"Hold on, almost done."

Eight years of marriage, and I turned myself into some neurotic housekeeper. Turns out all that tenderness was just going somewhere else.

I pull out my phone and open the divorce agreement I drafted a while ago.

Eight years. It's time to get myself out of this.

Missing for five years, I dragged my slightly crippled left leg back to the slums.

Only to see my once-gentle wife wearing a cheap, fraying apron, being mercilessly humiliated in front of a greasy sink.
My five-year-old son was cowering beside a pile of garbage, clutching a broken toy, trembling in fear.

A high-and-mighty tycoon slapped a three-million-dollar IOU across my face. A thug kicked a plate of rancid, rotting meat scraps to my feet, sneering, "Lick it clean, and I'll waive ten thousand in interest."

Desperate to protect me, my wife pushed me away, only to be brutally kicked into the muddy water by a bodyguard, revealing a back covered in a suffocating, horrific lattice of burn marks and whip scars.

Everyone thought I was just a crippled piece of trash—a useless man who couldn't even protect his own wife and child.
That was, until I reached into my coat and pulled out a black satellite phone that had gathered dust for five years.

"Disable Ghost Silence Protocol. Initiate full takeover."

That night, eight heavy attack helicopters tore through the clouds, blotting out the sky.
Hundreds of fully armed, elite special operatives descended from above. Dropping to one knee in the freezing mud, they roared in unison: "Welcome back, Young Master!"

The entire city’s municipal assets, the police force, the underworld—both the light and the dark—could be reduced to ashes with a single thought from me.

I took off my tattered jacket and draped it gently over my wife's trembling shoulders. Then, I crushed the tycoon's mechanical prosthetic limb with my bare hands. My voice was calm, yet it sent a chilling shockwave through everyone present:

"Three million? I just did the math on the scars you owe my wife..."
"Now, you owe me thirty billion."

After a brutal public humiliation by her cheating fiancé, Andrea surrendered to one reckless night with Kade—the notorious Alpha, her fated mate… and the last man she ever wanted to be claimed.
But fate wasn't kind. When that night left twins growing in her womb, Kade was engaged with another for power. Betrayed. Claimed. Abandoned. Andrea boarded the first flight out, determined to vanish forever… until she realized that night already changed her forever.
Something dark had awoken inside her.
A forbidden power—one that could burn the world to ashes.
When destiny forced her back into Kade's path, how could she protect the pack's future—without shattering her wounded heart all over again?


“Say my name again,” he demanded. "Say you're MINE!"
I threw my head back and moaned as he bit my neck. “Kade,” I gasped.
I didn’t care that we were out in the open woods or that this was the man I had sworn off of; I had to have him inside me right then and there, or I would die from need.

My boyfriend Jams was poor, but he insisted on spoiling his Golden Retriever.
The dog ate premium raw meat; we ate expired discount bento boxes.
The dog slept in a custom climate-controlled kennel; we squeezed into a leaky trailer.
James always said, "Max is our baby, we can't let him suffer."
To make ends meet, I took a second job waitressing at an exclusive country club.
Only to see James sitting there in a bespoke suit, a stunning woman leaning on his shoulder.
Olivia Sterling. New York old money, James's childhood family friend, and the woman rumored to be his arranged fiancé.
A $10,000 bottle of Burgundy sat on the table as he casually fed A5 Wagyu to Max.
"Honestly, James," Olivia giggled, twirling her diamond necklace. "The dog gets better treatment than your dates."
"Don't be jealous," he smirked, handing her a black Amex. "Buy whatever makes you happy."
Looking at my faded uniform and my dish-water-ruined hands, the cruel joke finally clicked.
He wasn't poor. He was just testing me.
In his eyes, his pet deserved royalty, while I deserved to scrub floors.
So, I dropped my serving tray and walked away forever.

I am Mandy Langley, 42 years old, CEO of Sterling International. In Manhattan's cutthroat business world, I'd earned the name "Ice Queen."
Five years divorced, my ex-husband's parting words still stung—he'd called me cold as stone, said I was nothing but a dictator even in bed.
He had no idea my frost was a facade, hiding an emptiness and a craving no one could touch.
I controlled billions in assets, yet I lay awake every night, consumed by a single thought: I wanted a man to make me let go, to force me to surrender completely.
That man walked into my office three years ago, and I'd been drowning ever since.
Allen Thorne, my chief assistant, 28 years old—too young, shamefully young, and yet I couldn't resist him.
A year ago, I discovered the truth: he was the CEO of Vortex Capital, my rival, planted here to destroy me.
I should've fired him on the spot. Instead, I kept him close, pretending it was to watch him, when really, I just couldn't let him go.
Dangerous, magnetic, ruthlessly in control—he was everything I shouldn't want. I never exposed him. I fell harder instead.
I buried this forbidden desire, but every day he was there, right in front of me, taunting me.
What was I supposed to do? Cut him loose—or let him claim me?

I was here because of missed periods and abnormal bleeding—a suspected threatened miscarriage.

When asked about our relationship, my boyfriend didn't even look at me.

"We're just classmates," he told the nurse.

He thought he was cutting ties with a worthless nobody so he could chase after a billionaire's daughter.

What he didn't know was... I was the heiress he was desperately looking for.

Lucinda’s husband surprised her with a stunning dress and a note that read, “Wear this to the end of year party tonight, sweet pea.” The tender nickname caught her off guard, he had never spoken to her that way before, and she dared to believe he was finally being romantic.
But at the party, her world shattered. His mistress, her own younger sister, and his ex, confronted her, demanding she strip because the dress belonged to her. To Lucinda’s horror, her husband sided against her.
The betrayal ran deeper than the evening’s humiliation. Years ago, her parents had forced a cruel switch on their wedding day, believing it improper for her younger sister to marry first. Millie, far from the virtuous bride they imagined, proved manipulative and ruthless.
Determined to win Leo’s affection, Lucinda had stood by him, helping transform him from a modest businessman into the powerful CEO of LL Group, the wealthiest man alive. Yet this final act of treachery broke her resolve.
Cornered against the wall, she met his anguished gaze and whispered the words that would change everything. “Leo, I want a divorce.”

In my past life, we were camping in the wilderness area of a state park when my best friend handed out "lucky charms" to the whole group. Charms she'd secretly packed full of wildlife attractant.

A wild boar knocked me to the ground outside the cabin door. Its tusks tore into my stomach. I pounded on the wood with both fists, screaming. "Help! Open the door!"

Inside were my boyfriend of two years and the best friend I'd been quietly supporting for just as long. Autumn Warren.

"I'm so sorry, Brynn." Autumn's voice broke into sobs, but her weight stayed pressed hard against the door. "There are boars everywhere. We open that door, we're all dead."

"Just hold on! I'm calling 911!" Wyatt Fletcher's voice rang out with the kind of conviction that cost him absolutely nothing.

I paid for that trip. I'd fallen behind because I'd stopped to pull Autumn along.

And they stood on the other side of that door, my blood soaking into the dirt, and locked me out.

I open my eyes. I'm back. It's the day we left.

For seven years, Rose Rollins hid her noble Silver Wolf bloodline in Blackstone City.
She saved Zack Morrigan from ruin and helped Shawn Haynes rise from disgrace. They once swore they would protect her forever—until an innocent-looking Omega, Sally, stole their attention, their trust, and finally their hearts.
Framed, humiliated, and nearly killed by the men she once loved, Rose finally stops waiting for their loyalty. She returns to Golden Oak City and accepts the arranged bond she once fled: a union with Asher Thorne, the powerful Alpha of the Golden Pack.
But Rose's return exposes more than old wounds. Sally’s lies begin to unravel. Zack and Shawn discover the woman they betrayed was never powerless. And Asher, cold and dangerous, may be the only wolf who truly respects her.
As enemies close in and regrets arrive too late, Rose must choose between revenge, forgiveness, and a future where she never looks back.

A tortured moan escaped him when I ground my hips into his once more.

Fuelled by the harshness of his kisses, I reached between us and slipped my hands into his pants. His cock was hot and thick against my palm.

“Fuck..” He groaned in my ear as I began twirling my thumb around the head of his length. “I can’t wait to bury my cock deep inside your pussy.”


Sienna Adams, an orphaned Omega accustomed to living in the shadows, has always known her place at the bottom of pack hierarchy. When mysterious changes begin to surface, she hides the truth as long as she can, until exposure forces her to flee into dangerous Lycan territory.

There she encounters King Logan Draven, her fated mate, who rejects the bond, convinced she is too fragile for his world. One passionate night changes everything, but by morning he is gone, leaving Sienna heartbroken and determined to disappear.

Five years later, fate brings them together again. Sienna is no longer the vulnerable Omega he abandoned; she has grown stronger, independent, and fiercely protective of the secret she carries, their son. With war looming and hidden enemies rising, Logan realizes the gravity of his past choices.

Determined not to repeat his mistakes, he seeks redemption and a second chance at the family he never knew he had.

As old wounds clash with undeniable destiny, Sienna must decide whether to trust the man who once shattered her heart. Between power struggles, hidden bloodlines, and a love neither can escape, both must confront the past to protect their future, before fate tears them apart forever.

Julian and I played house for five years—minus the actual marriage certificate. Because he bailed on me at the registry office twelve times. All for Mia, some intern.

First time: Mia screwed up her pitch.

Sixth time: Mia had the flu.

Twelfth time: Mia's ex showed up at our architecture firm throwing punches. Julian had to play knight in shining armor. I got knocked into a desk, cracked my head open—he didn't spare me a glance before whisking her off to the ER.

Before, I would've lost it. Screamed. Sobbed. Begged him to tell me who the hell he was actually planning to marry. And every single time, Julian would sigh and say, "Chloe, really? She's just an intern. Practically a child."

This time, all I said was: "Go ahead."

Then I turned around and took that job overseas.

When his thirteenth text came through—yet another registry office reschedule—I was already at the gate for my London flight.

This time? I'm choosing me.

"I agree." I signed away my life to save the girl who framed me. My mate didn't even look up from her tears to notice I was dying. "Stop pretending. This much blood loss won't kill you," he said, storming out with her in his arms. What he didn't know? That contract wasn't a healing pact—it was an execution order. And I'd just started my 72-hour countdown to burn his entire kingdom down with me.

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.

On the night of my 28th birthday, my husband was stuck in the OR.
The man sitting across from me at dinner was his best friend, Ronan.
I got drunk. Half-asleep, I pulled a man who smelled exactly like Nate into my bed.
When morning broke, the truth did too—the man pinning me down was Ronan. He’d used my husband’s cologne.
"From the first time I saw you, I wanted to steal you from him."
Crying, I confessed everything to Nate over the phone. Dead silence for three seconds, then he hung up.
By the time I rushed home, Ronan was dragging two suspiciously heavy black suitcases out the door. And my husband... vanished off the face of the earth.

"Wait, she's YOUR mate?" Mark asked, "That's...wow... I did not see that coming..."
"WHO did that to her?!" Andres asked again, still staring at the girl.
Her injuries were darkening with the passing of each minute.
Her skin even seemed paler in comparison to the deep browns and purples.

"I called the doctor over. You think it's internal bleeding?"
Stace addressed Alex but looked back to Lita, "She was fine, I mean flustered and bruised but fine, ya know. And then boom, she was passing out. Nothing we did would wake her up..."

"WILL SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHO DID THIS TO HER?!"
Cole's eyes shifted deep red, "It's not your fucking concern! Is she YOUR mate now?!"
"See that's what I mean, if she'd had THAT man protecting her, maybe this wouldn't have happened," Stace yelled, tossing her arms into the air.
"Stacey Ramos, you will address your Alpha with his due respect, are we clear?"
Alex growled, icy blue eyes glaring at her.
She nodded quietly.
Andres also lowered his head slightly, showing submission, "Of course she's not my mate Alpha, however..."
"However, what, Delta?!"

"At the moment, you haven't rejected her. That would make her our Luna..."

After her brother's sudden death, Lita picks up her life and moves to Stanford, CA, the last place he lived. She's desperate to cut ties with her toxic family and her toxic ex, who happens to follow her straight to Cali. Consumed with guilt and losing her battle with depression, Lita decides to join the same fight club her brother belonged to. She's looking for an escape but what she finds instead is life-changing when men start turning into wolves. (Mature content & erotica) Follow the writer on Instagram @the_unlikelyoptimist

Jessie never imagined her life could hit such a low. Just when she thought things couldn’t get worse, fate tossed her into the most ridiculous—and unexpected—situation. She was supposed to be on her way to a blind date, her last chance at a fresh start. But instead, she found herself rushing to help two crying kids who shouted, “Daddy is hurting us!” Heart racing, she jumped in to protect them—only to realize it was all an act. And the man behind it? None other than Alex—rich, powerful, dangerously handsome, and known as the legend of M City. Cool as ever, he was calmly handing out drumsticks to the “injured” children as their reward for a job well done. Furious and flustered, Jessie shouted, “Alex, you ruined my blind date!” But he just looked at her, voice low and sure, and said, “If you're looking for someone to marry… shouldn’t I be your first choice?”

Amelia's honey hole was already wet and had become a swamp, and the penis outside it almost effortlessly, with a slight effort, half of the meat stick was inserted into Amelia's honey hole.


Amelia used to be Oliver's lover. She thought that by escaping Oliver's world, she could start a new life, but she ran into him again at an upscale club in New York. At this point, Amelia had a new boyfriend, Lucas, and Oliver's appearance shattered her peace.
What could she do? Run as far away from him as possible, or stay and try to resist him?

Liam Salcedo was betrothed to the President's illegitimate daughter, but he discovered that his fiancée was feigning innocence and purity. He called off the engagement, but years later, his family arranged for him to marry another woman, this time, the notorious daughter of Felix Montes. He, like his older brothers Ethan and Lance, desired to break free from the norm of arranged marriage. He didn't want to disappoint his parents, however. He couldn't refuse his parents' desires, but he was confident he could persuade Selena Montes not to marry him, or he would find a cause not to proceed with the wedding, whichever comes first. He requested a favor from his brother, Lance, to temporarily take over the firm in order to carry out his plan about Selena Montes. He was on the alert for Selena's movements, and when she attempted to flee, he was there immediately to return her, and Felix was thrilled to offer him a position as Selena's bodyguard. It was a fight between the intellect and the senses under the same house, but they quickly fell in love.

Julia Moes, a 24 year old woman who happened to have a fiance named Robin Ash, was forced to join the strongest mafia pack in the world after she heard that her man was kidnapped by one of the mafia in the country.
Pretending to be a man and joining every black mission carried out by the terrifying mafia group, she was secretly getting special attention from the mafia boss. He thought she was strange, a new member who had no name, suddenly slipped in with its skills. In the end, Kay Harvey–the leader of the mafia became curious. In particular, he secretly followed Julia’s movements, until finally he found out that Julia was a woman.
Kay remained silent, pretending not to know the fact. He continued to observe and find out the reason the woman sneaked into one of his members. And knowing that Julia really wanted to sneak into the basement, Kay gave her the opportunity.
Julia’s high hopes were dashed when she found out the reality that almost drove her crazy, the fiancé she had been looking for, to the point where she had to disguise herself as a man and risk her life to sneak into a mafia gang, had actually married another woman.
Behind her downfall, Julia was faced with Kay’s sudden change of attitude. The mafia boss continued to oppress her, until finally Julia’s identity was revealed in front of many people. But strangely, Julia was not killed by Kay, the man instead forced Julia to marry him and suddenly Julia became the wife of the most cruel mafia boss in the world.
So, will Julia take revenge on Robin? Or will she just enjoy her life as Mrs. Harvey?

He is her family’s greatest enemy. He is also the only man who has ever truly possessed her.
Deborah is a bird in a gilded cage, ruled by brothers who treat her heart like family property. In her world, love isn't a gift, it’s a liability.
But then came Luther Cain. Cold. Lethal. And the CEO of the empire her family is sworn to destroy.
Now, Deborah is playing a deadly game: hiding the enemy in her bed while her brothers hunt for the man who dared to touch their heiress.
When the truth breaks, will it be her heart that shatters, or her family’s legacy?

Stella Blake is a new graduate police woman who is given a task to investigate a high but hidden club where all rich and illegal people come together to make business. To find out more information, Stella entered as a stripper.

However, Stella did not expect her name to be famous and known in that club. Many fluent people want to get her. One of those was Mr. Arthur Sandoval, a known mafia leader, head of a syndicate and the owner of that club.

Stella agrees to be Arthur’s mistress to find out their secret transaction and gather enough evidence to catch them.

But in the days that Stella was with Arthur, her feelings for him are growing. Despite his bad work, he respects and values her.

Arthur fell in love with Stella but when he read the background report that was made, his view of the woman changed. He found out that Stella was a police officer and was just pretending to be a stripper to catch them.

Is there any hope for their evolving love?

He is a boastful, conceited, rough, abusive, unromantic, arrogant boxer.
And she is pure calm, pure tenderness, organized, respectful, intelligent, hardworking, with very high aspirations, but with the perfect character to put anyone in their place.
Their lives collide unexpectedly, and everything spirals out of control. What are you waiting for to find out what will happen between these two?

Dive into In Love with the CEO, a thrilling romance where love conquers secrets and trials! Alex, a fierce, independent woman, is shaken when she uncovers a dossier exposing her past, testing her trust in Alexander, her protective, passionate CEO husband. Their fiery bond faces a stormy pregnancy, wild cravings (mustard on cookies, seriously?), and buried family wounds. Through hilarious spats, heart-wrenching reconciliations, and a dramatic delivery, Alex learns to forgive—her mother, her past, and herself. With young Julia, a pregnant sister-in-law, and mischievous twins, this vibrant saga celebrates resilience and love’s triumph. Weddings, births, tears, and laughter weave an addictive tale that pulls you in. From tender moments to steamy nights, this story is a must-read for fans of modern romance and intense family drama. Get swept away by a journey where love always wins—join Alex and Alexander’s unforgettable adventure!

Alex Rivera has always been the quiet, dependable one—the best friend who stays in the shadows while everyone else shines. For years, he’s hidden his love for his best friend, Ethan Carter, watching him date one woman after another, smiling and wishing him well while his own heart breaks in silence.

When Alex’s family arranges a marriage with Sophia Martinez, a kind and intelligent woman, Alex decides it’s time to let go of his impossible dreams. But on the night before the wedding, Ethan shows up at his door, his eyes filled with anguish. “I’m sorry,” he says, pulling Alex into his arms. “But I love you.”

Now, Alex is torn between the life he’s accepted and the love he’s always wanted. As secrets unravel and emotions run high, Alex must decide whether to follow his heart or honor the expectations of his family. In a world where love isn’t always enough, can Alex and Ethan find a way to be together, or will the weight of tradition tear them apart?

Scarlett and Alexander had been married for two years and their relationship was very strong. Despite being the youngest son of a mafia family, Alexander was gentle and caring towards Scarlett. She thought they would be happy together forever. However, everything changed after a car accident - Scarlett fell into a coma, and Alexander lost his memory! When Scarlett woke up, she found that Alexander had a new girlfriend by his side, and she had become a burden, occupying the position of his wife. Scarlett was in agonizing pain. Can she and Alexander ever return to the way they were before?

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Lily couldn't stop others from hurting her unborn child.
Just because she is the daughter of a nanny, and she fell in love with the young master who is beyond her reach.
When she felt his tenderness, she could even abandon her dignity as long as she could stay with him.
But what she didn't expect was that the man she loved deeply asked her to donate a kidney for saving his ex-girlfriend while she had pregnant for eight months!
"You’d better leave after the operation." He said coldly.
"Why? I love you so deeply, but why do you want me and our child dead?"

When her life fell apart due to a divorce, Amelia Carson never imagined she would be trapped in the dark world of the mafia. Losing everything and drowning in debt from a casino game at a nightclub, Amelia is faced with an ultimatum from Luca Devereaux—a deadly mafia boss: pay off her impossible debt or marry him in a contractual agreement.

A terrifying sham marriage with a mafia boss gives her a chance to reclaim her dignity and retaliate against her ex-husband’s insults. But when Amelia’s gentleness begins to melt Luca’s icy exterior, love unexpectedly starts to bloom.

She's a Pack doctor. He's a fugitive Rogue.
For two years, Dr. Nora Caldwell has been healing wounds in the shadows—treating Rogue injuries off the books and gathering evidence that the official narrative is built on lies. But when she's assigned to hunt down a notorious Rogue leader, she realizes the man she's been falling for is the same one she's sworn to destroy, forcing her to choose between duty and truth.
Reth never meant to let her close. As a former operative turned underground revolutionary, he knows that love is a liability and trust is a weapon. But Nora sees past the armor, sees past the scars—and when she discovers what he's really fighting for, she has to make an impossible choice.
Fight for the system that trained her. Or fight alongside the man who could bring it all down—and risk everything she believes in.
In a world where the government manufactures enemies to justify genocide, where genetic purity is law, and where love becomes an act of treason—Nora and Reth must decide if their connection is worth burning everything for.
Sometimes, the most dangerous thing is choosing the truth.

When I had a car accident, my mate, Alpha Ethan from the Blackridge Pack, was at the airport.
Even though I was nearly unconscious due to the violent impact on my head and managed to find my phone to call him in the devastated accident scene, he hurriedly said to me to call the police myself and hung up.
He couldn't wait to rush to the airport to meet the destined mate Ava, who was said to have a terminal illness and wanted to return to see him before her death.
The day I discharged happened to be the day for taking wedding photos.
I went straight to the wedding dress store, watching her wearing the wedding dress and jewelry that I personally designed, holding my mate Alpha Ethan's hand.
I calmly said, "Please go to the front desk to settle the design fee."
Without arguing or making a fuss, I turned around and went to the hospital for an abortion surgery.
I decided to give up on him and return to my pack, going abroad to participate in the Pack Leader Training.
As he wished, he and his

She saved his life. Now he’ll stop at nothing to claim hers.

Isla Monroe never expected to become entangled with the most feared man in Valmont City. As a struggling medical student haunted by her past, she only wanted to help when she saw a man drowning in a frozen lake. But the moment she pulled him from the icy depths, her fate was sealed.

That man was Lorenzo De Luca—billionaire, mafia boss, and a man who had given up on life. When he wakes in Isla’s tiny apartment, his first instinct is suspicion, not gratitude. In his world, kindness is a weakness, and trust is a death sentence. But Isla isn’t afraid of him, and that makes her dangerous.

Lorenzo disappears, but Isla isn’t free of him. A year later, he storms back into her life—not to thank her, but to claim her. His enemies have learned about the woman who saved him, and now she’s a target. The only way to keep her safe is to pull her into his dangerous world.

Saving him was just the beginning. Loving him might be her downfall.

I take a deep breath as I step out of the car, and Kyle's sandalwood scent hits me like a ton of bricks.

My wolf growls in my mind, "Mate."

Kyle strides toward me with his arms outstretched, but before he can reach me, Atticus gets out of the car behind me. A low growl rumbles in Atticus's chest, serving as a reminder that I belong to him. 

I clear my throat awkwardly, "Alpha Kyle, this is Alpha Atticus of the Warrior Pack."  


Eryn's life was going according to plan. She had the man of her dreams and received a prestigious invitation to the Warrior Academy. What she didn't plan on was the immediate betrayal from Kyle as soon as she left the Twilight Pack. 

Heartbroken from the betrayal, she turns to Atticus, the gruff Alpha of the Warrior Pack and the head professor. As she finds comfort in Atticus's unwavering support, an unexpected bond forms between them. 

However, when the three- Eryn, Kyle, and Atticus- are brought together, emotions run high, and things become even more complicated. While Kyle fights to win back Eryn, Atticus fights to keep her. 

Who will Eryn finally choose? Her Brother's Best Friend or Her Alpha Professor?

She knelt in the pouring rain, pounding on my glass door, covered in mud, her voice hoarse from shouting. I stood inside, holding Lily's hand. She called my name, over and over, like calling a dead person. I lowered my head and said to Lily, "Come on, Daddy will take you to dinner." Then I turned and closed the door. From beginning to end, I didn't look at her once. Not because I still hated her. It was because she meant nothing to me anymore. And that woman didn't know—three years ago, when she threw me away like trash, I had already learned not to cling to trash.

My ex and I used to live inside a romance movie.

She was the heroine’s best friend. I was the hero’s loyal sidekick. When the leads got their happy ending, we—the two “extras”—ended up together like an afterthought.

Then the credits rolled, and real life didn’t. The heroine died in a car crash, the hero fell apart, and my girlfriend chose that moment to leave me.

She said she was done being a supporting role. She wanted the spotlight—she wanted the heroine’s place.

I didn’t beg. I left the city alone and started over from nothing.

Five years later, I returned with my own company group—and ran into her again at a charity gala.

She still looked flawless, moving through the room of power and money, keeping up the image of success. She assumed I was still the same guy trailing behind someone else, and she spoke to me with that familiar, pitying superiority—offering to “help” me back into the circle.

Until the lights dimmed, and the host read my name with respectful clarity, inviting me to the stage.

That was when she realized the gala’s biggest sponsor was me—and the “sidekick” she thought she’d left behind was now someone she could never reach again.

Clara Emerson never imagined her sister’s wedding would turn her world upside down. She arrives at the grand event, ready to put on a brave face and watch Evelyn marry the man Clara had secretly loved since high school—Daniel Hart. But just minutes before the ceremony, Evelyn is nowhere to be found.

With hundreds of guests waiting and their family’s reputation on the line, Clara’s parents beg her to step into Evelyn’s place. Clara is hesitant, but when Daniel agrees, her heart skips a beat. Is he doing this for the family, or could there be something more?

Marrying her high school crush should feel like a dream come true, but it’s not that simple. Clara finds herself living a life she never planned for—sharing a home and a marriage with a man who might not even want her. As they navigate the unexpected twists of their new reality, Clara begins to wonder: Is this just a mistake, or could it be her second chance at love?

"Who are you, Sebastian?"

"I think I can ask the same. Where did you come from, Anastasia?"

As soon as the last syllable escapes my lips, we find ourselves interlocked in a kiss. Knowing my full attention, I stop to ask, "Are you sure you want to do this, Anastasia?"

"The only thing I'm sure of is the way you are making me feel."

Unable to contain myself, I pull her into a fiery and passionate kiss. All my thoughts are obliterated. For the first time in over two hundred years, I am kissing a mortal woman. I can feel the hunger grow inside me, the pleasure building towards a peak. I pull her even tighter into my body. I can smell her arousal, and it only fuels me. The kiss is getting deeper and deeper with every breath that we take.

"What are we doing, Sebastian?"

"Anastasia, let me show you.”

Vampire Master, Sebastian Belmont, has been carved to perfection for over two hundred years. Drawn to danger, he dangles his fingers in all that is supernatural and has great power beyond compare. Ruthless, yet charming, he rules his empire with an iron fist.

With a line of scorned ex-lovers left behind, this charming Vampire is set to cross paths with Anastasia Santi.

Anastasia Santi is a young girl that has great aspirations and desires all the things, the love, and the fulfillment that she dreamed of as a child. She is strong-willed and always finds herself in some sort of trouble she needs saving from.

Though one fateful night, Sebastian crosses the line and sets his life in a new direction. A destiny toward a great legacy and to all things that goes bump in the night.

But the ultimate sacrifice lies at the end…

The cold scalpel pierced my chest without anesthesia.

"Elizabeth, Sophia's heart is failing. You love me so much, won't you give her your heart?" My husband, Daniel, smiled gently as he cut me open alive.

In my last moments, I realized his years of devotion were a lie. I was nothing but a walking organ bank for his precious adopted sister. For him, I had driven away Matthew—the only man who truly loved me, the man who went mad avenging my death.

I died in excruciating agony and endless regret.

Then, I opened my eyes. I was back in the dressing room on my wedding day.

Daniel stood before me in his white suit, holding a bouquet, playing the perfect groom.

"Elizabeth, are you ready?" he asked affectionately.

This time, I didn't smile back. Instead, I grabbed a fruit knife and plunged it toward his chest.

The blind, naive girl is dead. In this life, I will tear off your hypocritical mask, make you pay in blood, and give my whole life to the man I once pushed away!

"Strip!" he ordered.
"No way am I doing that!" I spat back defiantly.
"Well then... If my little wildcat wants to play house... Be my guest, sweetheart!" His tone was dripping with mockery as he began closing the distance between us with calculated steps.
My eyes widened in horror at what he brandished in his right hand. He was holding a pair of gleaming scissors!
"Your body is absolutely breathtaking, my dear wife. I can't wait to explore every inch of you." His tongue darted out to wet his lips in anticipation.
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] BSDM. NO CHEATING!
My wedding was a day I looked forward to the most throughout my teen.
I couldn't contain my joy at the prospect of marrying the man who had been the object of my affection for such a long time—my future husband. But who would have thought I was merely a naive girl believing we shared similar emotions?
My entire world came crashing down when my wedding night turned out to be the most horrifying night of my whole life.

Elena Moretti was supposed to marry the respectable brother, the one she was meant to love, not awaken the monster in the other.
Elena Moretti dreams of a happy ever after with her childhood best friend, Rafael Rossetti Romano, the one man she has loved all her life. Instead, she collides with Nikolai Rossetti Romano, the cold, ruthless mafia heir who looks at her like he wants to ruin every vow she has ever made.
One ride from the airport.
One forbidden spark.
And suddenly her fiancé’s brother is everywhere, too close, too protective, too hungry.
Nikolai is the man she should fear, yet he is the one who sets her skin on fire.
When Elena uncovers the deadly secrets buried inside the Rossetti empire, the line between danger and desire disappears because the only man willing to burn the world for her is the one she can never have. She belongs to his brother.
But her body aches for him.
And Nikolai never shares, even though their marriage was just on paper.


When I sit in my fiancé’s lap and kiss him softly, I expect warmth… not danger.
But then his brother, the mafia werewolf boss with a temper that shakes the room, growls my name. One word. One warning. One jealous roar that makes the entire room fall silent.
He storms out, but not before giving me a look that scorches my skin.
Minutes later, as I walk into the kitchen, a strong hand yanks me into a dark room.
His hand.
His fury.
His lips crash into mine, hard, bruising, hungry until I’m breathless, shaking, and needy
His mouth drags to my ear, his breath hot against my skin as he growls:
“I don’t forgive easily, firefly.
And when I’m jealous…
I burn worlds.”

“You like that?” I growled, my voice thick with lust.
“Yes,” she says in a breath, her head falling back to give me better access. She moaned, her hands holding my hair as I continued to tease her. I stopped kissing her, my eyes never leaving hers as I slowly began to undress her.
I traced the lacy edge of her bra, my fingers teasing the soft flesh beneath. I unhooked it, letting it fall away to reveal her perfect breasts. I dipped my head, sucking one nipple into my mouth while my other hand toyed with her other nipple, my fingers pinching and rolling it.

Ariana has always been the weakling of her pack, a runt who endured years of mockery and abuse. Her only hope for salvation was the fated bond she shared with Lycus, the powerful Lycan King destined to be her mate. However, when Lycus rejects her under the influence of a generational curse that clouds his heart, Ariana is left broken and cast aside.
With enemies closing in on all sides, Lycus must convince Ariana to give him a second chance. But can she forgive him in time to harness her hidden power and stop a greater evil from destroying everything she loves?

Cassandra Lake has the kind of life anyone would dream about. She has the perfect boyfriend, a great best friend and amazing parents. One night all of that changes.
When she's in a car accident and wakes up with no memory her parents think the best thing is for a fresh start. but when she starts dating her doctor and things move from fairytale to brothers grim its up to her to put the pieces back together to save her own life.
Who will she turn to? A life she knows nothing about or the man that hurts her every night.

When Araminta is forced into an arranged marriage with the cold and mysterious Noah, she vows to seek her revenge. But his piercing gaze and possessive nature make it impossible to ignore the spark between them.

Noah has his secrets, and Araminta’s fiery defiance only draws him closer. As their chemistry intensifies, hidden truths and dangerous enemies surface, threatening to destroy them both.

Is their love strong enough to survive the shadows, or will the secrets they keep pull them apart?

“Royal Love Beneath The Lies” is a gripping story of passion, betrayal, and the thin line between love and hate.

“Let me come, please.”‬ She pleaded, trying to rock her hips despite my grasp.
“Tell me your name and I’ll let you.”‬ I teased her again with a single stroke of my fingers.
“Cadella.”‬ She dropped her head back.
“Your whole name, mouse.”‬ I snarled, wincing when I heard the harshness of my tone.
I thrust and out of her taking my time, hoping she didn’t pick upon my anger.
“Evander. Cadella Evander. Please let me come, please.”‬ She gasped and begged as her hands gripped the cushion edges.
“Good girl, little mouse.”‬ I grinned and increased my pace, bringing her to her orgasm quickly.
I kissed the inside of her thigh, pleased I gotten what I came for.
Cadella Evander.
I had a name.


Cadella, an ordinary history student, met a mysterious man during a history project trip.
The ancient castle, the sealed vampire king, the faceless man in her wet dream, leads her into a series of dusty secrets and a forbidden lover.
Little did she know, the wheel of fortune begins to spin when Cadella opened the silver door with her blood.

Awakened from the seal, Vasile, the Vampire king, the handsome devil turned out to be the new history professor at Cadella’s school. Will Cadella survive the school year under the possessive watchful eyes of Mr. Vasile? And was their fated eventful encounter worth risking everything? Could love really grow Can love really grow again amidst hatred and darkness? Or maybe love never went away but was sealed away……

Caught up in a gamble costing him dearly, Marcus sells his stepdaughter Sarah to a handsome werewolf mobster named Lucius. He said that he could quickly help Marcus if Marcus gave him something valuable. Sarah had no idea that her stepfather was capable of such a horrible thing. Every night, Sarah cried and tried to escape.

Can Sarah escape from the cruel Lucius? Or will they love each other?

"Carolina Lane has lived a completely normal life until recently, but things change when she moves to a new city with her mother. Having Kayler Brown, the sexiest and most respected guy at school, as her neighbor is not amusing to her. However, as she gets to know him better, she gradually realizes that he is not like everyone else. He has something strange and hidden, and it never crossed her mind that he could be a werewolf."