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I was Elara, a wingless half-sprite. The lowest of the low in the Obsidian Court. My job was to clean up the mess left by the dragons.
But right now, the biggest mess was inside my own stomach.
I was pregnant. With the Dragon King's child.
He didn't remember that night. He only remembered waking alone — and swearing to crush whoever had touched him into dust.
So I said nothing. I served him. I hid. And the three little voices only I could hear kept whispering the one thing I couldn't believe: that scary dragon is soft on you, girl.
Then my belly began to leak his golden aura, and his jealous betrothed smelled it first.
When the King learned the truth, he didn't rage. He looked at my stomach and said the child could not stay.
He never told me why.
So while he was away at war, I climbed onto the Sky Bridge over the endless Void — and I jumped. Better to fall than to let them take my baby.
I never expected something down there to catch me.

During a luxury cruise, Lydia is drugged, blacks out, and wakes in the hands of Ethan, a notorious arms dealer, the most feared name in the UK, and a whispered warning across Europe.

He catches her by the ribbon in her hair and turns her escape into a dead end, yet he never takes her life.

While everyone waits for the moment she breaks, Ethan clasps a bracelet around her wrist, a mark she never manages to remove.

"They say you'll redeem me," he murmurs, voice dangerously low as he tilts her chin up. "But I only want to lock you away forever."

He thinks he's playing a game of conquest. Instead, he's the one who surrenders. Until the day he kneels, blood on his hands, a ring held out like a confession.

"Good girl," he breathes. "Call me 'honey.' Stay with me, forever."

I'd sacrificed everything—my savings, my future—to rescue a memoryless man from the twisted wreckage of his car. Day by day, we developed feelings for each other. He slipped a simple silver ring onto my finger, calling me his sole comfort, the only light in his life.
However, the light was violently extinguished the day his true wife burst into the hospital. Her bodyguards slamming me against the wall was just the beginning. As the blows rained down, I learned his real identity: Ethan Vance, the heir of the richest family in the L City.
The most damning evidence was their marriage certificate, issued two years before we had met. The ultimate betrayal came as his wife deliberately snapped my fingers and stripped me of my last shred of dignity. He saw it all with icy detachment, then turned and pulled her close. "Lana doesn’t need to be reasonable. I’m the one backing her ".

My Alpha marked my cousin in front of the entire pack.
And after eight years by his side, I became everyone’s favorite joke.
They called me jealous. A liar. They said I was the one who couldn’t let go. No one believed that I was the one who had been betrayed.
Worse, when I went into Heat and needed him most, Jason left me to suffer through it alone.
I was in so much pain I could barely think, and no one cared.
Then Henry showed up at my door. The ruthless Alpha from an enemy pack.
He knew I was in Heat, but he never tried to take advantage of me.
Instead, he handed me his coat, his scent still clinging to the fabric, kept everyone else away, and murmured,
“Be my Mate.”
I said yes. Because by then, I had nothing left to lose.
Everyone assumed Henry had Claimed me just to get under Jason’s skin.
But eventually, I began to realize there was more to it.
The way Henry looked at me wasn’t the way an Alpha looked at an Omega he barely knew.
He remembered things about me that even I had forgot

For years, Ashley Carter built her life around one man.

She gave up her medical scholarship, worked exhausting double shifts, and poured every dollar she had into Weston's hockey dream.

She never asked for anything in return.

Until the night Weston became Rookie of the Year.

Standing beside the man she had sacrificed everything for, Ashley expected to finally hear him say her name.

Instead, he thanked everyone but her.

Then he introduced the woman he'd spent years calling his “cousin” as his girlfriend, and made Ashley painfully understand that being an Omega had always been something he considered a weakness.

That night, Ashley walked away because she finally realized she had lost herself trying to be enough for someone who never saw her worth.

With nowhere else to go, Ashley takes a physical therapy position with a rival NHL team and decides to build a life that belongs to her.

But starting over isn't easy.

Especially when her new boss is Brooks Wayne. The league's most intimidating Alpha.

Arrogant, controlling, Impossible to read, and completely convinced that Omegas are too fragile for the world he lives in.

But no one sees the man behind the Alpha—the broken pieces, the old wounds, or the reason he built so many walls in the first place.

Ashley wants nothing to do with him.

Brooks wants nothing to do with an Omega who refuses to know her place.

Then one unexpected accident puts them in the middle of a media scandal—and suddenly, the two people who can't stand each other are forced into a fake relationship.

It should be simple. Pretend in public and keep their distance in private.

But somewhere between the arguments, stolen glances, late nights and moments Ashley never expected to share with anyone again, Brooks starts seeing the woman she is.

And Ashley begins discovering something she thought she'd lost forever: herself.

She's stronger. Braver. And finally building a life of her own.

The problem?

The Alpha who once couldn't stand her suddenly can't seem to stay away.

And the more Ashley gets beneath Brooks's cold exterior, the more she begins to wonder, what if the man everyone fears is just as broken as she is?

And when Weston finally comes looking for the woman he left behind, Ashley has to decide whether she wants the life she once dreamed of, or the love she never saw coming.

The apocalypse is not a natural disaster, but a man-made one.

When the T-virus swept through London like a curse, and when my former love and brothers tore off their disguises at the last moment, I realized that the most terrifying thing in this world has never been zombies, but the human heart.

They thought they had tricked me, that abandoning me would get them a ticket to the safe house.

They don't know that I was reborn.

In my past life, my kindness became a weapon in the hands of demons; in this life, I will make the betrayers send themselves to hell.

I spent three years chasing the most popular guy on campus, only to be humiliated in front of the entire school.
My foster family treats me like a live-in maid. My biological father wants to drag me back into the gutter. And the loan sharks have made it clear that in three days, I'll be the one paying for my father's debt.
Everyone is waiting to see me fall apart.
What no one knows is that I already dreamed of the worst future waiting for me.

In my past life, I threw myself in front of the black panther alpha when his rut drove him into a frenzy—only to have him toss me into a pack of beasts and watch me get torn to pieces.
After being reborn, the first thing I did was rip off the royal crest pinned to my chest and swallow a suppressant, cutting off his control over me for good.
Everyone waited for me to come crawling back and beg for peace.
Instead, I turned and walked straight into the frozen Northlands, where the death rate was eighty percent.
There, through a severed arm, a ruined face, and the thin line between life and death, I awakened as the Platinum Lion King.
He dropped to his knees in the snow, crying and begging for forgiveness.
I only had one question for him: "What makes you think you're anything to me?"

A red dragon heir locked me in an iron shed and scorched me with his breath for ten minutes straight.Didn't kill me.He woke a Black Dragon buried under a three-hundred-year curse.The Tri-Dragon Council tore down my home, beat my father, threw me in jail, and live-streamed it all so the whole city could laugh.What they didn't know: every ancestor's soul in the Black Dragon cemetery had fused into me.I smashed through the Council's dome and slammed the dissolution order onto the table.

My husband, Damian, once loved someone else. But the woman he truly wanted had married someone else. So he found me, a woman who looked almost exactly like her, and forced me into an engagement. With the power of his family behind him, he crushed mine without mercy and made me into a pathetic stand-in. Day after day, he humiliated me, used me, and stripped me of every shred of dignity.
Everyone thought I was his fiancée. No one knew I was nothing more than another woman’s shadow.
Then a sudden car accident took his memory. When he woke up, the only thing left in his mind was one obsession: he was deeply in love with his fiancée.
The coldness and cruelty he once showed me vanished overnight. He treated me like I was precious, spoiled me rotten, and made me feel so loved I almost forgot it wasn't real.
I looked at the gentle, affectionate man he had become after losing his memory, and all I felt was ice-cold hatred.

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“A powerful opener to a series [that] will produce a combination of feisty protagonists and challenging circumstances to thoroughly involve not just young adults, but adult fantasy fans who seek epic stories fueled by powerful friendships and adversaries.”--Midwest Book Review (Diane Donovan) (re A Throne for Sisters)“Morgan Rice's imagination is limitless!”--Books and Movie Reviews (re A Throne for Sisters)From #1 Bestselling fantasy author Morgan Rice comes a new series for middle grade readers—and adults, too! Fans of Harry Potter and Percy Jackson—look no further!THE MAGIC FACTORY: OLIVER BLUE AND THE SCHOOL FOR SEERS (BOOK ONE) tells the story of 11 year old Oliver Blue, a boy unloved by his hateful family. Oliver knows he is different, and senses that he holds powers that others do not. Obsessed with inventions, Oliver is determined to escape his horrible life and make his mark on the world.When Oliver is moved to yet another awful house he is put into in a new sixth grade, one even more terrifying than the last. He is bullied and excluded, and sees no way out. But when he stumbles across an abandoned invention factory, he wonders if his dreams might be about to come true.Who is the mysterious old inventor hiding in the factory? What is his secret invention?And will Oliver end up transported back in time, to 1944, to a magical school for kids with powers to rival his own?An uplifting fantasy, THE MAGIC FACTORY is book #1 in a riveting new series filled with magic, love, humor, heartbreak, tragedy, destiny, and a series of shocking twists. It will make you fall in love with Oliver Blue, and keep you turning pages late into the night.Book #2 in the series (THE ORB OF KANDRA) and Book #3 (THE OBSIDIANS) are now also available! “The beginnings of something remarkable are there.” --San Francisco Book Review (re A Quest of Heroes)

The day manager Gregg shoved me into the freight elevator shaft, the nuclear winter outside had only just begun. As he slammed the gate shut, he said, "No one will find you dead down there; the insurance payout is enough to cover the shortfall." I died in the darkness at thirty degrees below zero. Then, I woke up. I was back on the afternoon he threw the contract in my face. This time, I didn't sign. I shoved the contract into the paper shredder, snatched the brass key ring from Supervisor Miller, locked every exit of the warehouse, and re-routed the entire building's heating system into my own command bunker. As Gregg licked ice off the frozen floor on the security monitor, I was sitting in the guard room, heating up a can of pork. Outside, the first snowflake fell. And this time, the ones who would be freezing to death were them.

Brent Hale gave me one night to save the company’s worst-performing livestream—or lose my job with everyone else in Studio Three.
I wanted the severance package.
So I ignored the script, exposed every product flaw, and told viewers exactly what not to buy.
By the time my boss tried to cut the feed, the chat was threatening to riot—and half our inventory was already gone.

My fiancée and best friend, whom I risked my life to protect, sold me to the brutal "Blood Blade Gang . "
They laughed as they watched me being kicked into a pool of radioactive waste like a dog, waiting for me to turn into a pile of bones.
But they didn't know that the deadly radiation not only failed to melt me, but also forcibly ruptured my genetic lock, awakening the [Nuclear Fury].
I rode back to the old camp in her heavily armored vehicle.
Those two scoundrels were still arrogantly bullying me: "I have the Blood Blade Gang backing me! The big shots are coming soon, you're dead!"
I sneered and slapped them away.
Idiots, look back! Your so-called powerful backer is kneeling in the vehicle, lighting my cigarette.

In my previous life, I was the heir adored by the entire Golden Moon Pack. My sister, Delphine, was cast out with our disgraced father, left to struggle for survival in the frozen wastelands of the North.
Ten years later, on the eve of my coronation as Luna, Delphine, driven mad by jealousy, infiltrated the temple and set it ablaze with black fire.
She clutched my throat and dragged me into death with her, all because she believed I had stolen the life that should have been hers.
She thought I had received all the Moon Goddess's favor.
She never knew that remaining in the wealthy Golden Moon territory had been nothing but a living nightmare.
Our mother, desperate to replenish the family treasury she had squandered, locked me in a dungeon and drained my blood for ten years—
She treated me like a living blood bank, planning to hand me over to a six-hundred-year-old vampire lord as payment for her debts.
So when the black fire consumed us, all I felt as I looked into Delphine's face twisted by jealousy was absolute relief.
When I opened my eyes again, we had both returned to the Blood Moon Choosing Ceremony at the age of eighteen.
This time, before the Elders' Council could even announce the contracts, Delphine lunged madly toward our mother on the throne.
Seeing the greed and ecstasy she could barely contain in her eyes, I said nothing. I simply turned and walked toward my father, who stood in the corner of the hall, leaning on an iron crutch.
She thought she had finally seized a crown.
She had no idea that she had willingly thrown herself into a bottomless abyss filled with her own blood.

To raise money for my younger brother’s surgery, I forged my degrees, polished my résumé, and forced my way into high society. In everyone’s mouth, I’m that woman—
the scheming bitch, the liar, the “evil bride” clinging to an old rich man.
They all think I’m obsessed with Mr. Grant, the financial shark’s mountain of assets.
Only I know the truth—what I’m really clinging to is my brother’s life.
No one expected that the first man I fell for at first sight…would be his heir, Adrian.
And yet in a blink of eyes, I became his “stepmom in name only.”
On our wedding day, everyone laughed at how shameless I was:
“She marries the dad and still dares to seduce the son?”
“Vicious little con artist—who knows what cheap tricks she pulled to marry in?”
Adrian was no exception.
He called me a liar, a manipulator, dumped all his hatred on me—said I’d do anything for money, that I was a tumor climbing up off their wounds.

Roxanne never imagined her life would be reduced to a transaction. At sixteen, her parents abandon her, trading her for money to the household of her father’s older brother and his elegant wife, a childless couple desperate for an heir.

Though disguised as family duty, Roxanne knows the truth: she is nothing more than a solution to their problem, a sacrifice to preserve a legacy.

Yet it is not her uncle’s cold, watchful eyes that linger in her thoughts, it is his wife. Alexandra Romanov, with her graceful and composed demeanor, effortlessly embraces privilege, yet a quiet, aching loneliness lurks beneath her poise.

Unsure how to treat a teenage girl, unsure even how to be a mother, Alexandra turns to bedtime stories, whispered tales meant to comfort a frightened child. But in the stillness of the night, the stories deepen into something far more dangerous: unspoken desires, tender confessions, and an intimacy neither woman dares name.

As Roxanne struggles with her role as pawn in her uncle’s scheme, she finds herself bound to the one person she was meant to call stepmother. Love blooms in shadows, hidden in hushed words and stolen touches, but in a household ruled by control and appearances, every moment of tenderness risks exposure.

Trapped between duty, desire, and her longing for freedom, Roxanne must decide whether her “bedtime story” with Alexandra will remain a secret dream or spark a rebellion that could unravel the family’s fragile facade forever.

He pushed me on the bed and climbed on top of me, cuffing my hands over my head and tied it.

“What are you doing?” I exclaimed, tears forming rapidly behind my eyeballs.

I lay on the bed with my hands tied, crying, sweating, and scared to death. Praying for someone to save me.

Mark unzipped his pants, threw his waist-belt away, and then leaned in closer to me with an evil grin "Do you know what I want?" he scoffed coldly. His arms grabbed my breast and he sucked my nipples, making me moan against my wish.

"I want you, and I take what I want.”

He was about to take off my panties.


Vivian, a weak and wolfless daughter of the Alpha of Nightfall Pack, is constantly ridiculed and humiliated by the pack. Her mate rejected her for being weak and useless. To make matters worse, her father was killed by Alpha Logan and the pack was forcefully taken away.

To save her life and her mother's life, Vivian agreed to become one of the concubines of a narcissistic and ruthless man, her father's murderer and her enemy.

Harper Vale inherits the hotel drowning in debt. Sebastian Colton offers a lifeline: a twelve month marriage contract. No love. No risks.
But living together changes everything. Walls fall. Lines blur. Hearts slip.
When a family enemy targets their marriage and Harper discovers she is pregnant, their arrangement shatters. Contracts cannot save them.
Only choosing each other can.

In a simple village, something catches the attention of the residents, they believe that the kingdom is cursed, women can no longer conceive and think that humanity will perish.
The world became infested with monsters and everyone fears for a great evil, among all these events, only two families will be able to procreate, in a moment of climax, a young woman becomes pregnant, and when she discovers that the father of her child is one of the creatures, her life turns inside out...
For the life of the young woman not to be in danger she will have to accept a marriage contract with the man with whom she slept only once.

Faustina, once a rogue orphan, found solace in the arms of her mate, Alucard Forest de Carteret, a lycan prince and the crown prince of their kingdom. Their passionate encounters resulted in an unexpected pregnancy. But when Faustina was about to muster the courage to reveal the news, Alucard coldly rejected her, insisting he never loved her and was only a pawn for his carnal desire while he was in his engagement to another.

Years passed, and their paths crossed once more. Faustina, a wealthy jeweler and esteemed aristocrat, stood tall and independent as the sole heiress of the late Grand Duke and Duchess Bellwood. Little did Alucard know, they had not one, but three beautiful children. Determined to protect their secret, Faustina adamantly denied his claim as their father, despite his persistent efforts to make amends.

Can Faustina find forgiveness in her heart and allow Alucard to be a part of their children's lives? Or will she also shun him away the way he had done to her and make him suffer?

Have you ever had an affair? Because me I did it, I know it's wrong but why can't I forget that night? I've tried to forget him.
He's engraved in my mind like I haven't seen him for over six months. I can still remember his touch, his hands roaming all over my body, the feeling of his mouth touching every inch of me. How he was able to give me the best orgasm I ever had.
Athena Escarra is a promising young lawyer who loves her work more than anything. She's been married to her husband, Oliver Smith, for six years and would never indulge in an affair-until she met Alessandro Sinclair.
Alessandro Sinclair, a prominent CEO of the Sinclair Company, is your everyday rich man who has casual flings and moves on-until he met Athena Escarra. He found himself irresistibly attracted to her and would do anything to have her again.

“Tell me where you want my hands,” Oliver said.

I caught his wrist and slid his palm under the hem of my shirt. “Here. Unless you need me to draw you a diagram.”

His thumb traced my waist. I felt the warmth of his hand against my skin—and the warmth of my skin against his hand. My breath caught.

“Still want that diagram?” he asked.

I pulled him in by his tie. “I want you to stop talking.”


Oliver Whitmore has been getting under my skin since we were kids. Now he’s my roommate and the defenseman I count on to get me the puck. I can handle him on the ice. Off it, I can barely get through breakfast without wanting to wipe that smug little look off his face.

Then I slip off a ladder, he catches me, and we accidentally kiss.

That night, I feel his shower running down my back while I’m lying in a perfectly dry bed. When he takes a hit, my knee buckles. And when he wants something he’s too damn composed to ask for, I feel that, too.

Naturally, I decide the cure is to kiss him again.

It doesn’t work. Which would be bad enough if I didn’t want a third kiss for reasons that have absolutely nothing to do with finding a cure.

Now somebody on campus has a photo of us, my father wants answers, and Oliver’s looking me in the eye and asking what I want.

For once, I know. I just have to say it before I lose my nerve.

"You're so beautiful. Let's have some fun, baby." The man immediately stripped off Hana's thigh-length dress. And vice versa. Their game soon begins with the man's hips moving rhythmically, becoming irregular and very fast.

"Ah... slow down, please... it hurts... but it's good," Hana continues to sigh in between their heated activities.

"Too deep, ahhh... it hurts..." Hana's sighs keep coming out of her mouth.

"Right, babyhhh. This is so delicious, soon to arrive," said the burly man. Then the man kissed her full and tempting lips.


After the divorce, Hana in a drunken state was unknowingly fucked by a man who turned out to be a Basketball Superstar who was just as drunk. They didn't realize they were doing it until Hana was pregnant and gave birth.

You know that you will have to marry him that's how businesses are done and secured. You just meet him, maybe you'll agree said the old man who was arguing with his son.

Fine! You are saying to meet so I'll meet but I want to marry or not it's still my decision. Here's the address Thiraweet Complex, 1210 Bangkok.

Because of dad's forcing here I'm. Meeting the person with whom my dad wants me to marry. I started walking towards the door, as I was about to knock I heard the voices of two men.

You know I'm a playboy, you think I'll settle with a marriage. And besides it's a business thing I'll marry him took over his company and then divorce him I don't want to be caged.

I've always only liked my neighbor/childhood bestfriend who's also a big jock since like forever, but despite his platonic love for me, his looks and popularity had always gotten in the way of me getting any closer to him than a friend. Things got complicated when in my depression and desperation I gave my virginity to a stranger who after a week turned out to be a new teacher in my school and then the school bad boy aka my crush's rival found out and began threatening me. D*mn... it's hard been a heroine

Rumor had it that Trista Bryant, unable to conceive, was scorned by her mother-in-law, Marilla Myers, thus becoming an abandoned woman in the Myers family. However, six years later, Trista returned with her children, stunning everyone.
An audience asked, "Why do these two children look somewhat familiar?"
Another audience said, "They're exceptionally good-looking and intelligent... I'm sure I've seen them somewhere!"
Someone exclaimed, "Aren't they Mr. Myers' children?"
Upon hearing the news, Matthew Myers arrived and saw Trista standing beside two children. He then glanced at the children in his arms, feeling bewildered.
"Trista, don't you owe me an explanation?"
Trista remained composed and said, "Don't ask. If you really want to know, they're yours!"

Cammy, after being betrayed by river, is expelled from the pack and forced to live alone in the human city. Years later, she becomes a successful investigative journalist. When river tries to reach out, Cammy assumes he seeks revenge and avoids him until he sends a baby that resembles him. Cammy, still grieving her deceased daughter, misunderstands his intentions. As Cammy investigates a case, she unintentionally encounters river and is kidnapped, strengthening her belief that he seeks retaliation. Meanwhile, Cammy’s work faces challenges, and her relationship with river becomes complicated. In a twist, Cammy discovers Nathan’s true identity and becomes entangled in a heated argument. As Cammy investigates further, she stumbles upon evidence that unveils the truth about her own child.

Ten years loving Liam Rockefeller cost me everything.

He said the football team jumped him—so I charged in and took the punches. He sobbed that his stepbrother would destroy him at Yale—so I ripped up my acceptance letter. He held me at midnight whispering "I'm so lucky to have you"—and I thought that meant forever.

Three months later, I heard him laughing in the locker room—laughing about me.

"Iris is like a fucking puppy, so easy to fool. Now that the Yale spot's open, Emily can go with me."

The bullying was staged. The tears were fake. Those intimate embraces—just tools to control me while he fucked his side piece.

He thought I'd still stand in front of him even with a broken nose. He thought I'd never wise up.

I wised up.

In his stepbrother Sebastian's bed.

“Let me touch you, Jacey. Let me make you feel good,” Caleb whispered.

“You’re already making me feel good,” I blurted, my body tingling deliciously under his touch.

“I can make you feel better,” Caleb said, nipping my lower lip. “Let me?”

“W-What do you need me to do?” I asked.

“Relax, and close your eyes,” Caleb replied. His hand disappeared beneath my skirt, and I closed my eyes tight.


Caleb is my 22-year-old stepbrother. When I was 15, I blurted out that I loved him. He laughed and left the room. Ever since, things have been awkward, to say the least.

But now, it's my 18th birthday, and we are going away camping--with our parents. My dad. His mom. Fun times. I'm planning trying to get lost as much as possible so that I don't have to face Caleb.

I do end up getting lost, but Caleb is with me, and when we find ourselves in a deserted cabin, I find out that his feelings toward me aren't quite what I thought.

In fact, he wants me to!

But he's my stepbrother. Our parents will kill us--if the illegal loggers who just knocked down the door don't do it first.

Natalie swore she would never come back to Blackwood Ridge.
Not after the memories. Not after the abandonment. And definitely not after the mother who chose ambition over her own daughter.

But when her estranged mother—now the powerful CFO of Sterling Crest Bank—asks her to return home for the summer, Natalie reluctantly agrees. Years ago, after her parents divorced, Natalie left town with her father and never looked back. While her mother built a new life with a wealthy husband and a stepson Natalie has never met, Natalie spent years trying to bury the hurt that small town left behind.

From the moment she arrives, Blackwood Ridge feels suffocating. The whispers, the memories, the people who still remember her family’s scandal—it all makes Natalie desperate to escape. So when an old acquaintance drags her to a local frat party on her very first night back, she throws caution aside and drinks far too much.

The night should’ve ended in disaster.

Instead, a mysterious stranger pulls her out before things spiral completely out of control. He had striking heterochromia—one eye a vivid emerald green, the other an icy ocean blue. The contrast was sharp and almost hypnotic. He takes care of her when no one else does. But when Natalie wakes up the next morning tangled in his sheets with almost no memory of the night before, panic sets in. Certain she made a terrible mistake, she prepares for the worst.

What she doesn’t expect is him.

Cold, guarded, and hiding secrets of his own, the last thing he wants is Natalie disrupting the carefully controlled life he’s built. Yet the more they collide, the more impossible it becomes to stay away from each other.

I should know better than to hook up with the handsome stranger at my best friend’s wedding.   Especially when he runs off mid-kiss like Cinderella at midnight.    Is he a fugitive from justice? A player? Both?   I find out soon enough when he shows up at work—where I was just hired as a law partner defending white collar criminals. Yup, he’s one of them. And he’s depending on me to keep him out of jail.   He’s also just as hot, charming, and tempting as he was the night of the wedding. Talk about forbidden love.   The last thing I should do is get involved with a client, especially one who may be guilty of all kinds of things.    Not the least of which is stealing my heart.

Maddox gently pushes me down on the bed while he straddles me and kisses me softly.
The kiss makes my heart swell, its as if he is putting all of his love for me into that kiss.
He pulls away slightly. "Are you sure?"
Instead of answering I knock my hands on his hair pulling his head down and kissing his aggressively.
He quickly responded with just as much as aggressiveness, my hands pulled some more at his hair before they started roaming around his torso.
Maddox's lips traveled from my lips, down my jaw and to my neck leaving a hot wet trail of pleasure.
I moaned softly making Maddox groan and suck harder on my neck, most likely leaving hickies.
I wrap my legs around Maddox to try and soothe the ache between my legs but when that doesn't work I start grinding on him, trying to get some sort of friction.
"Clothes" Maddox says, his voice full of lust as he slightly pulls away and starts taking of my tank top, after my shirt is off he starts kissing the valley between my breasts before taking off my simple black bra, his eyes never leave mine as he grabs one of my nipples and puts it inside his mouth. I moan loudly at the feeling.
My back arched as pleasure fills me, this feels great, why haven't I done this before?


Maddox Franco is the Alpha of the Howlers pack. He is 22 and still hasn't found his mate. He became ruthless because he thinks that he hasn't found his mate because something happened to her since it is extremely rare for werewolf to find their mates after they turn 18 so he thinks that his might be dead.
Jayda Donovan is the daughter of the Beta of the Howlers pack. She lived with her human mom because Her dad found his mate when she was 10 and left her mom and her. She is now 18 and still hasn't found her mate but that all changes when her mom dies. She moves back with her dad and finds out she is mates with Alpha Maddox.

Jordan's life took a different turn when his wife Rachel died. Rachel had been his childhood sweetheart and wife but died when she gave birth to their daughter.

Jordan swore to destroy everyone who made Rachel suffer and die and that made him go emotionally dead to love.

Many years passed but he chose not to fall in love with any woman again. Rachel was the love of his life and when she died,a part of him died with her.

But what happens when he meets the beautiful Tina Smith, a detective and a team member?

He fell in love with her, he couldn't help it, he tried rejecting the feeling, but he just couldn't help himself.

They both had something in common, one avenging his wife's death and the other, her mother's death.

Finding themselves in the same boat, they paired together and that strengthened Jordan's feelings and his dead emotions seemed to have come alive when he found Tina.

Will Tina be able to make him forget about the past, his obsession and find love again?

What does the future hold for the both of them? Love or a later rejection?

Andrea VillaRuiz a hotel manager who was involved in an allegation that caused her to lose her job and out of resentment she did something bad .. What if one day you just wake up in an unfamiliar place and your most precious gems  will disappear in an instant.

 Are you ready to face the judgmental types of society?

And what if your path will cross again with the man you dedicated yourself to?

Life changes like a wheel that spins endlessly, like Elizabeth Khan's journey after meeting rich businessman Alexandre Jhonson—unfortunately, someone from Elizabeth's past returns to stalk her and ask for what she once gave.
Will Alexandre be able to protect Elizabeth? Will Elizabeth be able to find her happiness?
Can the two of them be united in love?

Not all roses have thorns, and neither are all monsters born a beast.
“Close your eyes, princess. I’m only going to kiss your beautiful, plump lips... that’s all.” His breath felt hot as it ghosted against the skin of my cheek, flowing straight into my head and making me feel drunk dazed in a fleeting second.

“If you make a sound into the kiss, maybe I’d forget about my previous promises and tie you up beautifully, and perhaps – give you kisses in other parts of your body, especially your other pair of lips which is definitely slicking up right now.”

I whimpered.

“And I’d definitely use my tongue to lick into your lower lips, and get it wetter with...”

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Sinfully hot Xavier Costello is a dangerously cunning Mafia lord who was ruthless, heartless and passionate about nothing but his Mafia. Althea Rodriguez, an eighteen year old girl who was as innocent and powerless as a lamb, got betrothed to him – a man she has never met, but had heard uncountable scary rumors about. There was a twelve years gap between them, which made Althea quiver in fear about the thought of getting married to him.

Not all roses have thorns, and neither are all monsters born a beast. And in this case, when two complete opposites are forced together, unexpectedly, intriguing things are bound to happen.

Everything always comes to Xavier with a price, including Love– and he’s going to either cling to his pride and lose the best thing that had ever happened to him, or do the necessary needful.

With claws like secrets threatening to tear them apart and unexpected betrayals from all angles, Althea is going to be thrown in the middle of the dangerously muddled mess filled with guns, men unbelievably heartless than Xavier, and power-starved monsters.

“I’m going to kill you, but first, I want to kiss you...” he groaned, his hands tightening on my throat and eyes lidded with lust.

His grip wasn't tight enough to hurt, just enough to show dominance. He would never hurt me, I was certain of that.

I leaned forward, my lips hovering just above his, our breaths mixed.

“Then kiss me already, QB.” his nostrils flared and then he slanted his lips with mine.
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Harley Smith had the perfect life, until she didn't. One unfortunate accident had her mother in a coma and her father's business going bankrupt. Left with no choice, Harley struck a deal with her enemy: tutor him and get paid.

When the star quarterback of the school is suddenly out of the league for senior year because of a knee injury, Asher is forced to find alternative ways to get into college aside football. He couldn't stand school, nor could he stand Harley, his twin brother's best friend. But she was his only shot at a future outside of football.

The two are forced to work together for their benefits. How far will they keep their alliance before years of rivalry tears it apart? Or will their alliance evolve into something more?

I opened the hotel room door during a thunderstorm, and the man I'd spent two years running from was standing in the hallway.

"It's me," he said. Two words that undid everything.

Arthur Sterling. My legal guardian. My brother on paper. The man who raised me from ten years old, who sat through every storm until my hands stopped shaking, who gave me his family ring on my eighteenth birthday.

The man I kissed when I turned eighteen—and who kissed me back like I was air and he was drowning.

We had two years of burning in secret. Days pretending we were still guardian and ward. Nights where that fiction dissolved the moment the door closed.

Then I fled to Paris with one suitcase and his ring left on the kitchen counter.

Two years of distance changed nothing. I came back for my father's stolen designs—blackmailed into a fake engagement to reclaim my legacy. I had a plan. Every move calculated.

What I didn't plan for was Arthur. Still watching. Still waiting. Still wearing my ring on a chain against his chest.

The penthouse I abandoned? Untouched. My room? Kept ready for two years. My drafting stool by the east window? Still at exactly the same angle I'd left it.

"Come back home," he said.

But which home? The one where we're siblings—or the one where we're something the world has no word for?

Everyone says I should be grateful I'm training with The Dante King .

The team captain who everyone loves is oddly concerned with me and everyone says I should be touched and grateful.

I’m just an invisible walk-on guard that should be lucky I even got into the same college team with Dante.

He sees me, a little too clearly.
And watched me… a little too closely.

Not just my skills, my movements, my mistakes–even private things about me.

At first, it’s subtle, a glance that lingers too long, his footsteps echoing after mine during practice, and him replying to a message I swear I didn’t send him.

I tell myself I’m imagining it.

It turns out, I'm not

Dante wants me. And he’s stopped waiting for me to notice.

He orchestrates every encounter, every little accident, every coincidence – and I’m terrified but at the same time drawn in wanting more.

But obsession has a cost.

One wrong step or glance and the line between love and possession disappears.

And when the other players, the coaches, and the campus start noticing this…
I have to decide.

Do I escape saving my career or do I let myself go and risk my future.

Have you ever had an affair? Because me I did it, I know it's wrong but why can't I forget that night? The way how he claimed me and made me feel even weirder when it came to bed.

Athena Escarra is a promising young lawyer who loves her work more than anything. She's been married to her husband, Oliver Smith, for six years and would never indulge in an affair-until she met Alessandro Sinclair.

Alessandro Sinclair, a prominent CEO of the Sinclair Company, is your everyday rich man who has casual flings and moves on-until he met Athena Escarra. He found himself irresistibly attracted to her and would do anything to have her again.

Nineteen-year-old Thalia Thornewood has been raised in gilded isolation, her wolf nature suppressed, her life controlled by her mother Morrigan, the ruthless matriarch who rules Britain's werewolf packs with an iron fist. When Morrigan announces Thalia's engagement to Casimir Dragomir, the cold-blooded Alpha of Eastern Europe, Thalia has six weeks before she becomes a political pawn forever.
Then she meets Lucien Voss in Camden Market, and the mate bond hits like lightning. He's dangerous, beautiful, and utterly forbidden, because he's Casimir's cousin, sent by the rival Voss pack to assassinate her before the alliance can be sealed.
But Lucien can't kill his fated mate. Instead, he claims her, completing a bond that should never exist between wolves from enemy bloodlines.
Now Thalia is trapped between two impossible men: Casimir, who offers her a devil's bargain she doesn't understand, and Lucien, whose love could start a war that destroys thousands.

“Please!” - I beg, practically throwing myself at your feet. – “You can't treat me like this, not after knowing I'm pregnant.”

He leans into my space, so close that I can smell the spicy notes of his cologne. Then a dark smile comes across his lips.

“And you want me to believe that you, a poor little rich girl, were innocent." He pauses dramatically and smiles as if I had told a very funny joke. “You didn't look like a virgin when I fucked you.”

It was my fault, my fault for believing him, for falling in love with my enemy, for really believing that he would ever love me. Now I was pregnant and alone.

“I hate you!” I say it with all the strength I have in me.

His jaw tightened and he looked like he wanted to break my neck, just like the first time. But now something shone in his eyes, something different. He was uncertain of the accusations he had made, and worst of all. He knew that I was serious. He knew that I would never go back.

Jordan Duru a man of 29 years, tall, handsome and from an influencial family who also is a detective lost his love a few years ago and was left with the responsibility of his only child, a daughter. He swore to find his wife's killer, but refused to fall in love again. He just couldn't love another woman. His emotions and desire for women died the day he lost his wife and when she was buried, it was buried along with her. But he got another chance to love, but he wouldn't, he shy away from it, the fear of loving and loosing his love again wouldn't let him accept or better still recognized love as it stared at him. What will happen, will Jordan be able to keep his heart locked forever? Tina Smith a young lady of 23 years and a detective working with Jordan has a crush on him but the later refused to recognize it. It became a one sided love... Will Jordan and Tina be able to find soulmate in each other?

Everyone knows Caleb Hart.

Star quarterback. Future scholarship king. The boy teachers protect and students worship.

No one knows Mira Lawson.

Plus-size, scholarship kid, top of the class, and the easiest target in the hallway.

When a sudden family crisis forces Mira to become the live-in babysitter for Caleb’s younger sister, she’s dragged into the last place she ever wanted to be his house. At school, they’re enemies. At home, they’re forced into silence, shared meals, and uncomfortable truths.

But when Caleb begins defending Mira publicly, the bullying doesn’t stop it mutates. Rumors sharpen. Lines are drawn. And Mira realizes something terrifying:

Caleb’s protection is making her life worse.

As hatred turns into reluctant trust, and trust into something dangerously close to love, Mira must decide what self-reinvention really means becoming chosen… or choosing herself.

A raw, emotionally charged YA romance about power, survival, and what it costs to be seen.

Elena runs away on her wedding day. She refuses to be sold off to Edward, a lecherous man chosen only to erase the debts left by her late father. That desperate escape leads her to Felix, a stranger who helps her hide from Edward and his men.

But fate is cruel. The man Elena believes to be her savior is actually a cold-blooded hitman. In an instant, her freedom turns into another kind of cage, trading one nightmare for another. Out of the crocodile’s jaws and into the lion’s den.

Which world will Elena choose?
Return to Edward, or stay by Felix’s side, no matter how dark his world may be?

MATURE CONTENT: This book is strictly R18+

BLURB:
Before I could turn toward him, the ground vanished beneath my feet. Again, a startled gasp tore from my throat as he lifted me with sudden force, and in the next breath, my legs were wrapped around his waist, his hands firm on my ass like I paid him to own it too.

Before words could leave my mouth he kissed me deliberately. Like he needed to stir the moment. Stir something in me.

My pupils flared at the shock of his movement, my heart pounding so violently it felt as though it might break free from my chest.

"I wouldn't mind helping you strip if you aren't going to do it yourself?" His voice dripped with a demand that felt more like a command instead of a request.
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Too much of an aura for a one-night stand who I never knew was the husband I feared.

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How will you feel when you wake up only to discover you had been set up for an arranged marriage with a man whose stories about him made ears that heard it tingle?

Afraid, devastated, angry, right?

Then what will be your reaction when you find out that a one-night stand whom you had paid to stir a scandal and stop the marriage turned out to be the arranged husband you're running away from?

Now I believe words can't describe your feelings. However, that was my story.
He wanted me, made rules for me. Made me fight to know who he was and now even my restraint can't subdue him rather he consumed every bit of me.

What will become my fate when I find out what made me afraid of him, afraid of the city was actually who I was?

Ronnie is a witch who lost both her parents at a tender age. She has to live with her step mother and annoying step sister. She gets married off to an alpha wolf who hasn't found his mate. She becomes the queen so she could leave as soon as he finds his mate. What will happen when they both finds out she's his mate and he doesn't love her. Find out.