2754 Book(s) Related to too late stepbrother i chose your enemy

I never knew my parents. Never knew what it means to be loved. All I have ever known was pain, and death. The death of every man I was trained to put in the ground.

I was an orphan nobody came back for. And that made me easy to mold into an assassin that hunts and kill criminals.

My agency buried me inside a life that wasn't mine — a foster family who never knew what was living under their roof.

I cooked during the day, moved around like a servant, and at night, I killed. Everything was smooth, until my foster family's greed pulled them into business with the most dangerous criminal organization on earth, and they took me with them.

There was no walking away from that world. And there was no hiding in it either.

My path collided with one of the most feared Don alive — Xavier Carlos— a man who has never lost anything he decided to keep. And the moment he saw me, he decided to keep me.

He had no idea I was sent to destroy criminals like him. But I had a problem, he wasn't like the other criminals I had killed. He was a criminal with a heart only I could see, and the more I spent time with him, the more I wanted him alive.

But that is not even my biggest problem anymore. His stepbrother, who was also his second in command became obsessed with me in a way that scares me more than Xavier ever could.

Xavier wanted everything, Lucas wanted me. And he will burn everything down, including Xavier, to have me.

So that leave the biggest question, will I kill Xavier? or would the two brothers end up destroying themselves over me.

“Marry me, and I’ll help you destroy everyone who hurt you,” he said in a deep voice, sending chills down my spine.

Betrayed by her husband and best friend, stripped of the life she worked so hard to protect, and left for dead, Elaine Ferguson wakes up to a world turned against her.

Enter Zayn Von Richter, a ruthless and devastatingly powerful billionaire who offers her a chance at revenge on the condition that she marries him for a year.

But Zayn may not be who he appears to be, and as their connection intensifies, the lines between pretence and reality begin to fade, threatening to unravel everything Elaine has fought to reclaim.

Not long after I transferred to this school, I became the bullies’ favorite target.
They didn’t like how quiet I was or how pale I looked, so they casually slapped me with a nickname: “vampire.”
It started with shoves in the hallway and jeers in the classroom, escalated to messing with my drink, then stuffing trash into my locker.
They treated my silence as permission and wrapped every provocation in the same excuse: “Just a joke.”
Until that night, when humiliation wasn’t enough. They lured me into a tiny storage room behind the auditorium—locked the door, killed the lights, set up a fixed camera—ready to strap me to a chair and film an “execution” video that would make sure I could never hold my head up at this school again.
What they didn’t know was that the nickname wasn’t a joke. It was the one time they got the truth right.
I really am a vampire.

“Aren't you a hooker that anyone could on top of you with money?”
When they met, he became her guest in room...

Exiled to the wasteland by wife and children? No problem, I'll open an arms factory there.
Everything stolen by a rival? No worries, his technology is garbage I discarded seven years ago.
My ex-wife throws me a repairman's business card and demands my knees? Fine, see you at the military academy ceremony tomorrow.
Her son, dressed in his rival's "super armor," goes around showing off, only to be exposed in public by my ten-year-old son: "With a 0.7-second delay, an S-class mutant could kill you three times."
My rival brings his private army to capture me?
My wife leads a regular army, smashing the dome and descending from the sky: "Try touching my husband!"
My rival, cornered, releases the Abyss Mother Beast?
I pilot Zero Mech, one-shotting her.
My ex-wife kneels in the ruins, crying. I don't even glance at her.
Betrayed me? You don't deserve it.

To save my terminally ill wife and daughter, I drained half my wolf blood and tore out my own right fang.
Stripped of my source power, I became a worthless wolf despised by the entire clan.
My wife cast me out of the den, pinching her nose at the stench of rot on me; my daughter threw stones at me, cursing me with hatred as a blind, useless failure.
Together, they set their eyes on another young, strong Alpha. They let him trample my dignity in public, and finally had me brutally slaughtered on the frozen wasteland.
But they never knew, the reason that man could make their souls submit and fall for him was that his veins ran entirely with my heart's blood.
Only when I was reduced to a boneless husk of a wolf did my wife go mad, clawing her own gland raw, weeping and begging me to leave her one last mark.

After Grandpa passed away, he left two inheritances behind.
One was an underground shelter costing over a hundred million yuan.
The other was a crumbling old house on the brink of collapse in the village.
My younger sister Su Rou rushed to pick the underground shelter first, so I settled for the old house.
No one expected an extreme cold apocalypse to descend just days later.
Su Rou moved into the shelter with her boyfriend.
But her boyfriend leaked the gate password, attracting a mob of thugs.
Su Rou was reduced to their plaything, trapped in a fate worse than death.
As for me, I discovered the old house’s cellar connected to a natural underground hot spring. I managed to survive by sheer luck.
When Su Rou heard the news, she was consumed by envy. She led the thugs straight to me, forcing me to take her place.
"Sister, you’ve always been the nicest to me since we were kids. You’ll save me, right? You take my place and serve them instead."
I could no longer endure the humiliation. I set fire to the place and died alongside them all.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the very moment we chose the inheritances.
Seeing Su Rou pick the run-down old house without the slightest hesitation, I knew she had also been reborn.
I bowed my head to hide all my emotions, then silently chose the underground shelter.
My dear sister… that drafty, ramshackle old house is nowhere near as wonderful as you think it is.

我躺在那里，脸埋在妈妈那破烂的阴部黏稠的残骸里，她疲惫的身体像被征服的战利品一样瘫坐在我身上。房间里弥漫着精液、粪便和汗水的臭味——我们的宿舍兄弟们早已离开，笑得前仰后合。索菲的大腿在我耳边颤抖，浓密的阴唇还在抽动，把群交鸡尾酒渗到我嘴唇上。心跳加速，我僵住了。她看见我看着那场肮脏的节目——她那精英律师的伪装破碎了，沦为室友们喝尿、舔屁股的荡妇。

“嗯......伊桑？”她的声音哽咽，喉咙交欢后沙哑，呼吸热烈地吹在我额头上。没有愤怒——只有带着羞愧的欲望。“宝贝......你尝过所有的......通过我。舔得更深。妈妈现在需要她的乖孩子。”

操。界限模糊了。咬紧牙关逃跑？还是直接跳进去，抢先吃到的？她的臀部磨蹭着，强迫我的舌头进入。无处可逃。这就是我们的新地狱——天堂。

She died in prison. After years of betrayal, humiliation, and pain.
But fate gave her a second chance-rebirth.
Now, she's no longer the submissive housewife everyone looked down on. She's a fierce, unstoppable boss lady-out for revenge.
Cheating ex? Destroyed. Fake friends? Exposed. Dignity? Reclaimed. She takes back everything they stole from her-one slap at a time.
But just when she thought she had control over everything, she comes home to the mysterious man in the wheelchair.
With a sweet smile, she leans down. "Miss me?"
He suddenly stands up, pins her against the wall, and whispers, "I missed you... and I need you."
Her eyes widen. "Y-Your legs?! When did you-?"
He smirks. "That's a secret."

Born from a bloodline no one dared to name, feared as a curse… treated with shame. Samara was never the princess she was meant to be— she was just a slave… invisible… unwanted and unfree. Until one desperate night… She chose to run away. But fate doesn’t forget… and it doesn’t forgive. Because when she met Lucian, the man who was meant to love her, her fated mate… he turned out to be the one who wants her dead.

Rejected by her mate Lucian the Alpha who should have claimed her.

But…

Desired by another, Lucian’s enemy… the one who could change her.

Samara stands between two powerful Alphas…

One filled with regret.

The other… with dangerous desire.

But here’s the truth no one is ready for—

The “cursed” girl they all despised…

Might be the most powerful of them all.

And when her secret is finally revealed…

Will her mate beg for forgiveness?

Or will it already be too late?

Ten years ago, Iron Throne, Mexico's largest drug cartel, slaughtered my entire family. A decade later, I defected voluntarily and stepped into their manor with a token of allegiance. Everyone thought I had fallen into depravity. What they never knew was that I came to Iron Throne neither for wealth nor power. I came because I had memorized five names from the hit list that destroyed my family, and kept them in my heart for ten long years. I chose to lie low, until I rose to become the second-in-command of Iron Throne. On the night the kingpin handed the entire criminal empire over to me, I walked into his study, raised my gun with a smile.

“Do I really deserve this?”
Dr. Xavier Brown asked the void after the woman he loved smiled and shoved him off a rooftop.

He died a brilliant, betrayed genius… only to wake up as the worthless secondary character in a trashy web novel.

The pathetic live-in son-in-law.
The disposable husband.
The man scripted to be humiliated, divorced, and killed so the protagonists could shine.

Died once.
Refused to die again.

Armed with every humiliating page of his own doom, Xavier signs the divorce papers with a smirk, takes the money, and kicks the first death flag into the dirt.

But the story doesn’t let go so easily.

When he saves the mother of Isabella Voss, the novel’s ice-cold villainess, using medicine this world has never seen, she doesn’t destroy him.
She builds him a kingdom: a hospital with top-notch facilities, an empire of shadows, and a love that feels dangerously real.

Then the truth rips the script apart.

He isn’t Alexander Rodriguez.
He is Alexander Winchester, erased heir to a hidden mafia family, legendary assassin king, memory wiped and chained as a live-in dog by the very people who now call themselves heroes.

Six deadly sisters descend to reclaim him.
A ruthless CEO. A ghost hacker, an assassin trainer, a pharmaceutical prodigy, a public opinion goddess, and the youngest who sees what’s coming before it breathes.

With a system that evolves from cold machine to snarky partner in crime, Xavier walks two paths at once:

The Healer who rewrites life, and the Ruler who burns false fates to ash.

But Karma never dies, Damien and Sophie met with their consequences

Every betrayal returns.
Every death flag screams.

“Do I really deserve this?”

Xavier smiles, scalpel in one hand, shadow in the other.

This time the answer is yes.

In my last life, for the spy I executed, she framed me for treason and injected me with the zombie virus herself.

I died in a dungeon—by the hand of the one I trusted most.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back before it all began.

This time I didn’t interfere. I watched coldly as she got scratched, handed the only dose of serum to the spy, and as the gates swung open and he finally showed his true face.

At last she believed me, kneeling in the dirt, begging for forgiveness.

I looked into her eyes as they clouded over. “I warned you in my last life. You didn’t believe me.”

This life, every blade she wanted for me—lands on her instead.

In my previous life, I chose the werewolf and gave birth to the Arbiter, only to be burned alive by the younger sister I loved most.
When I was reborn, I knelt before the Oath Stone, handed my marriage pact to her, and watched her gloat in triumph before choosing Sylas, the elf everyone else avoided.
Everyone was waiting to see me make a fool of myself—until the day of the wedding, when he came carrying a gown blessed by the Sacred Tree, lowered his eyes to me, and said, "In this life, I will never fail you."

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

As the most cold-blooded and ruthless Mafia don, Twain Hall had doted on me like the apple of his eye for ten years.
But on the very day we were discussing our wedding, the ring his subordinate delivered had another woman's name engraved on it—not mine.
I pretended not to notice and turned to Twain.
"Did they bring the wrong ring? Who's Dorothy? I've never heard of her."
Twain's expression didn't change. He pulled me into his arms with that familiar, indulgent look.
"My people weren't careful. Made a fool of themselves."
"I'll have them exchange it right away. Can't keep my queen waiting."
I smiled. But the moment I turned away, my face went cold. I dialed a number.
"Didn't you say you'd pay any price to marry me? Twain Hall betrayed me. I want his head!"

With her husband feeling more like a distant roommate, Nikki, an ex-college soccer player, knows there's more out there for her but scared to leave the comfort of her normal, usual, secure life. One night, during a massive storm, lightening strikes as a new player, Shane, joins her team. The second their eyes meet, time stops. She knows this person has always lived in her heart and soul. What is this feeling? It's illogical, it's fantasy, it's supported by all of the physical evidence you could throw in front of her. What the hell even is a soul mate, anyways? There's only one way to find out without actually having to interact with the dark haired stranger in real life...inviting him to dream with her. Will he join her?

When I accepted the Global War Photography Award at the ceremony, a reality TV crew crashed through the velvet ropes, their cameras flashing like strobes at a crime scene.
"Ms. Evelyn Vance!"
The host shoved a microphone in my face. "After twenty years of silence, are you still holding a grudge against your father? Just because he saved the neighbor's orphaned child first and left you in that burning building?"
I looked up, past the blinding lights, toward the figure at the edge of the crowd. Robert Bennett.
He pushed through and stepped forward, his calloused hands trembling as they closed around my cold fingers.
"Nora, Kayla's parents didn't make it out. Under those circumstances, I had to get that newly orphaned child to safety first."
His eyes pleaded with me. "You're my daughter. You understand, don't you?"
I stared at those hands imprisoning mine, then pulled my lips into a cold smile and wrenched free.
"You've got the wrong person," my voice was ice. "There's no Nora here. My name is Evelyn Vance."

---The game between Alpha and his Huntress mate---
---Who can be the final winner?---
---Who loses her/his heart in the game?---

“You know you never told me why you had those numbers,” Rogan said, “Do they mean something special?”
“We get them assigned, but I was able to decide mine,” I said.
“Oh? Why 110 then?” Rogan kept asking.
I smiled a little, and Rogan looked at me confused.
“It … it was my father’s number,” I said.
“I … I wanted to honour him, you know.
Rogan squeezed my hand and I looked up at him and smiled.
“You were a great hunter,” he said. “But now you need to be a great Luna.”


Her number is 110, her name was rarely used. But she indeed has a beautiful name, Serena. Serena lost her family at a very young, she hated all of the werewolves who ruin her life. When she was sent to kill the most powerful Alpha Rogan, Serena didn’t have any hesitation, Alpha Rogan must be killed.

Alpha Rogan caught the most unexpected prey, his mate, a little huntress. To deal with her was much more difficult than killing his enemies with blood. He knew she hated him and he himself should stay away from her. But he just couldn’t, he wanted his mate so much and never wanted to hurt her.

I am a tragic woman. For five years, my husband and I have hidden our marriage—no one knows we are husband and wife. He doesn't love me; I'm merely an outlet for his desires.

To him, I'm probably just a prostitute he doesn't have to pay.

My husband is deeply in love with another woman. He lavishes all his affection on her, while I, his lawful wife, am met with nothing but indifference and cruelty...

My life is a prison, holding me captive.

This ridiculous marriage was doomed from the start.

Today, I summoned the courage to shatter my chains:

'Let's divorce!'

When Lady Zoey is called for by her long lost father, Duke Arden, she reluctantly agrees to see him. Only when she arrives in Caines does she find out that he intends to marry her off. In an attempt to mend fences with King Henry, Zoey ends up engaged to Crown Prince Aaron Condor.

Duke James Beaumont comes to Caines to propose to childhood sweetheart, Lady Emily Maine. Three months later however, a compromising photograph lands Aaron and Emily in a scandal. James wants revenge, and Zoey wants to give her fiance a second chance.

When the jilted lovers meet on the streets of Caines, James proposes to Zoey. What began as an innocent chance meeting, ends in an accidental marriage.

Now what? Zoey is both the future crown princess and the woman Aaron loves. And James knows better than to think her being his wife changes any of that...

You are an animal," I hissed at him, fixing my dress when realizing our little session was just a display for his brother. Kedron smirked, licking his bottom lip.
"You didn't mind taking it all in, and now you are complaining," he tilted his head, his gray eyes taunting me.
Kedron was so evil to fuck me all the while making sure his brother watched it all. I was disgusted with myself, with Kedron, and with Denzel. But that is what my life was now; I was just a slave to my lover's brother.
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Yuna is a simple human with one desire: to live in peace, even though humans are at the bottom of the hierarchy. She falls in love with Denzel, the future Alpha King, and to her surprise, he feels the same. For a while, it seems like her dreams may come true.
But just when she believes happiness is within reach, everything shatters. Denzel’s hybrid brother, Kedron, loses control. With ruthless ambition, Kedron steals the throne from Denzel then forces Yuna into his harem. Now, she’s trapped—tortured not only by his sadistic desires but by the knowledge that every moment of pain twists Denzel’s soul in his body.
Can Yuna survive the torment? Will she ever be accepted by her Alpha mate, or will she continue being a pawn in a deadly game of vengeance between the two brothers

Zara wanted a new beginning. A place to forget the betrayal, the lies, the grief. The mate who broke her, and the best friend who ruined her.

But Blackwood Academy isn’t salvation, it’s a nightmare and it’s definitely not what she expected…

The moment she steps through those gates, every Alpha notices her. Their hungry eyes follow her. Their possessive stares burn into her skin. But it’s him, Atlas Black, the one they call the top boy, the untouchable Alpha who makes her blood run cold.

He claims to hate her….So why do his eyes darken every time she’s near? Why does her wolf ache for the one who wants her gone?

His tie hung loose, his eyes darker than sin. The scent of whiskey lingered on his breath as he leaned closer.
"Tell me to stop," he murmured, the words brushing against my skin like a dare.
"You're drunk," I said, staring into those grey eyes as my heartbeat filled the silence.
He smiled faintly, his gaze trailing from my hair until it fell on my lips.
"Drunk," he whispered, his thumb grazing my mouth as if testing how soft it was, "but not blind. You want this as much as I do."

After her husband's mysterious death, Mara Lawson becomes the center of a scandal threatening to destroy the powerful Lawson empire.
Elias Lawson, her late husband's twin, is everything she should resist—dangerous, magnetic, and forbidden.
David Hale, her ex-lover, the man who walked away once and now wants forgiveness… and another chance.
Between the man who broke her and the one who could ruin her, Mara is caught in a web of passion, guilt, and secrets that could shatter them all.
Because in the Lawson world, love is never pure—it's just another sin waiting to be punished.

Selene Voss has spent her whole life doing only one thing which is surviving. She has no family, no power, no wolf.

So when she gets a mysterious scholarship to Ironveil Academy, the most feared werewolf school in the supernatural world, she already knows she is finished before she even starts.

Because Ironveil is not a place for weak people. It is a place where monsters are raised, the children of Alphas, future killers, dangerous heirs born with power in their blood.

And then there is Selene, just one human girl trying not to get eaten alive. Her plan was simple: stay quiet, avoid trouble, graduate and then disappear.

But that plan scatters the moment Kael Ashbourne notices her. Kael who is a proud alpha heir, ruthless, feared by everybody from the first day, makes it clear that Selene does not belong there.

Then there is Dorian Vex, quiet, deadly, always watching her like he knows something nobody else does.

And he does because Selene is not just human.

She is something the supernatural world wiped out over three hundred years ago. A secret powerful enough to destroy the balance between wolves, witches, and the High Council itself.

Now everybody wants a piece of her.

Some want to use her, some want to own her. Others want her dead before she remembers who she truly is.

But the real problem?

The dangerous bond tying her to two alpha heirs who hate each other with everything in them.

At Ironveil Academy, secrets do not stay buried. And love? Love is the fastest way to die.

Tessa has just kissed stepbrothers Mason and Bennett.
They decide they don't like sharing and now she has to choose between them.

"Bennett is calm and cruel.
Mason is reckless and rude.
I've been a good girl and stayed out of their way,
but they'll do everything in their power to force me to do
the one thing I've never been able to do.
Choose between the Slade brothers.
They'll have to kill me first.
I've seen what they're capable of.
So maybe they can..."

For three years, she was the invisible wife in a marriage of convenience, her quiet love met only with his cold indifference. Now, with her departure date set, the photos of him with his true love are the final proof she needs to walk away forever.

Her bags are packed, her future is hers alone. She plans to vanish without a trace, leaving behind only a signed divorce paper.

He never saw her—until he found her closet empty and his world unraveling. The man who took her for granted is now in a desperate race against time, tormented by a single question: Can he undo his greatest mistake, or has he already lost the one person who truly mattered?

In my past life, I squandered all my wealth to support my fiancée's family, but when the extreme heat of the apocalypse arrived, she and her lover broke my legs, brutally drained my marrow, and devoured me alive.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the seven days before the apocalypse.

This time, I will never repeat the same mistake.

I decisively kicked away these cold-blooded parasites, canceled all my credit cards, and, with the true love who died to save me in my past life, built an indestructible, top-tier temperature-controlled fortress.

As global temperatures soared, Los Angeles became a scorching inferno, and the fiancée's family couldn't even get a sip of dirty water, ultimately being forced to resort to cannibalism and killing each other.

And I, sitting in a 22-degree air-conditioned room eating chilled watermelon, coldly watch this bloody live broadcast of dogs fighting each other.

The fires of hell have been lit, and your judgment has only just begun.

[TRIGGER WARNING: Reader's Discretion Is Advised...
This book contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content, violence, strong language, and dark romantic elements. It is intended for adult audiences (18+) only. Please proceed with caution if you are sensitive to any of these topics.]

"You’re fucking dripping," he muttered, moving in and out of her. "All wet for me."

He moved faster, rubbing her clit and she threw her head back. He took his fingers out and she groaned.
He ripped her dress and took her already hard pink nipple in his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it. She moaned even more, pushing her chest to his mouth. His hand played with the other exposed nipple and he twisted it, earning another loud moan from her.

She wanted to feel him. It's been too fucking long. "Fuck me..." she said, her voice almost inaudible.

Rico chuckled, so sinister yet so hot. "Such a needy little whore for me, aren't you?" He inserted two fingers inside her again, deep inside her, curling just right.
"Say it. Say you're my whore."

Calla didn't care if that made her feel worthless. She was a whore. His whore.
"I... I am your whore," she moaned out, trying to bite it back.
Rico smirked darkly.

He inserted another finger and she bit into his shoulder to muffle her moan. He gripped her throat with the other hand, just enough to remind her who held control.
"You like being used like this, don't you?" He growled against her ear.

He was engaged. Straight.
An ordinary man with a bright future ahead.
But a single betrayal was enough to shatter everything.

Framed by the woman he loved and his own brother, he was sentenced and thrown into the worst place imaginable: a prison where rules don’t exist—and danger has a name, a face… and hungry eyes.

Now, he shares a cell with the most feared man in the entire facility.

Dominant. Intense. Obsessive.

And he wants him.

Not out of love.
Not out of mercy.
But out of pure, ruthless desire.

In a world with no laws, no escape, and no one to save him, he becomes the wolf’s bunny—submissive to his touch, a prisoner of pleasure… and completely unable to resist.

Because sometimes, it’s the monster who knows exactly how to make you feel alive.

Catherine is not only a rogue half-breed, she is also the result of mate-bond infidelity, was abandoned as a baby and, to top it off, she can only shift during the full moon. When Catherine left the only pack she'd ever known in order to escape the new alpha, the last thing she expected was to find her mate... let alone for him to be the mouth-watering, heavily tattooed, lead warrior of the most feared lycan pack on the continent.

Graham MacTavish wasn't prepared to find his mate in the small town of Sterling that borders the Blackmoore Packlands. He certainly didn't expect her to be a rogue, half-breed who smelled of Alpha blood. With her multi-colored eyes, there was no stopping him from falling hard the moment their mate bond snapped into place. He would do anything to claim her, protect her and cherish her no matter the cost.

From vengeful ex-lovers, pack politics, species prejudice, hidden plots, magic, kidnapping, poisoning, rogue attacks, and a mountain of secrets including Catherine's true parentage there is no shortage of things trying to tear the two apart.

Despite the hardships, a burning desire and willingness to trust will help forge a strong bond between the two... but no bond is unbreakable. When the secrets kept close to heart are slowly revealed, will the two be able to weather the storm? Or will the gift bestowed upon Catherine by the moon goddess be too insurmountable to overcome?

"Do I want a taste?" his voice deeper than he had ever spoken. His eyes pinned on me like I was the only thing that fascinated him.

"What do I do? I thought to myself as he moved closer to me, I wanted to run away, to resist him but I was pinned to the wall by him. "Gosh I hate this man so much" his scent, his body, his beautiful green eyes, he was driving me crazy.
I know this is wrong, he has a fiancee and all but that makes me want him even mo re. "Get on the bed and spread your legs" his cold voice woke m e up and then I remembered I was just a maid to him. "Yes master".

Maurvi is a very pretty, smart, bubbly and innocent girl. She is a kind of friend, anyone would wish to have. She wants to save her friend from getting too involved with a guy who is not good for her. But she needs help in order to help her friend...

Gautam is a tall, dark, handsome, doctor. He is smart, funny and witty. He needs to take help from someone to get out of an awkward situation with his friend. He
comes out with a perfect solution...

Join their journey and find out how they fall for each other for real.....

“Too bad you tied yourself to this monster. I’ll never let you go. I didn’t come all the way to an island in the middle of the ocean, to let you get away from me.” Henry’s right hand descended lower, taking his time, discovering the pleasures of her curves, strumming her velvety skin. “Your body sings under my hands, Kitty Kat. You can’t deny it.” He whispered to her, cynical and enticing. “Even if your heart doesn’t agree with it, your body is mine.” Melina bucked forward when he pressed and delivered soft circles on her delicate nub, making her gasp and grind on him, as an impish smile curved his lips.

“Please, Henry…” she moaned. “Don’t stop…”

“Let me feel you clenching around my fingers, Melina.” Henry grunted, his control by a thread. She was beautiful, a sinful angel all flushed hot and looking at him with those glazed, chocolaty eyes, begging him to put an end to her sweet misery.


Greece was the refuge she chose for herself.

Amazing friends, a career

she adored, and a daughter she cherished with all her heart.

But a paradise island wasn't enough to keep the past away, and it came back to haunt her as the most handsome of nightmares.

He was her kidnapper, a mobster, and a murderer with blood in his hands.

He hurt her beyond words, but came back with renewed fire to make her his again.

Would he forgive her for lying to him?

Would she forget his terrible past?

Book Three in "The Lost Luna Series"

When I turned seventeen, I went to see the local witch and she told me what my future held in store. It would be full of love, pain and anguish. Something I really didn't need.
She told me about my mate. That the time we had together wouldn't be all glitter and rainbows, yet the love would consume me entirely.

The downfall?

He would be the death of me. I mean could a girl not catch a break?

He would be everything you would, but wouldn't want in a man. So now I'm running for both my freedom and my life. From a man I hope never to cross paths with. Now I'm weary of any man that touches me, preying to the goddess that cursed me that I don't feel those sparks.

His name no-one knows, but they call him The Almighty Alpha.

Every heart holds a secret, but some are harder to reveal than others… England, 1812. Aster Simmons lives a quiet and orderly existence working as a secretary and indulging in her love for puzzles—until her routine is disrupted by the arrival of an impertinent Scotsman who lounges around her office like an overgrown dog. The heated glances he casts her way make her think very non-routine thoughts. Hamish Logan, captain in the Highland Wolves, has been given a mission to protect the man working on a coded list of traitors. If the Wolves are ever to have the same rights as ordinary men, he has to prove to those in power that a wolf can be civilised. The only problem is the fascinating secretary, who makes his wolf rise to the surface and makes him want to do very uncivilised things. When the traitors strike, Aster flees with a wolf in pursuit. But can she determine who is behind the plot against England before she forfeits her heart and her life?

She was his weakness. He was her nightmare.

Aanya Verma is a quiet, soft-spoken girl from a small town who moves to the city for college. With dreams of becoming a teacher and making her late mother proud, she keeps her head down and avoids trouble.
Rafael "Raaz" Singh is the ruthless, feared leader of the Black Viper Syndicate. Cold, calculated, and dangerously charming, he has built his empire on blood, fear, and loyalty.

What happens when the innocent soul saves the devil itself and now the devil itself has made her his obsession.
will she able to fight him or surrender before his obsession.

One kiss at a time, he plans to steal her heart.Ianthe Wynn is weary of life as a courtesan and longs for quiet green pastures to raise horses. Her biggest problem is her distinct lack of cash and a chilling new patron. There's also the matter of the youth lounging in her parlour with his feet on the furniture and the promises in his gaze that she can never accept.Quinn Muir might be the only wolf unable to shift, but he knows his mate when he spies her. He just needs to break through the wall she has constructed around her heart. Winning a bet and moving into her house for a week should do it, one kiss at a time.But demons lurk in the shadows and they are reaching for Ianthe. Quinn must rescue her before her heart and life are lost forever...

She built her company from nothing. He built an empire out of breaking others. When eco-tech CEO Elena Grant wakes up to headlines announcing a hostile takeover, she swears she'll never let billionaire tycoon Damian Cross steal more than her business. But the board has other plans: to save the company, they must co-lead for six months. Forced into late-night strategy sessions, high-stakes investor retreats, and press conferences where their smiles are as sharp as their words, Elena and Damian discover a dangerous attraction simmering beneath their rivalry. But Damian has secrets-ones that could destroy Elena's reputation and everything she's fought for. And in a world where deals are signed in ink but sealed behind closed doors, passion may cost them more than either can afford. Enemies. Partners. Lovers? In business, there are rules. In love, there's only risk.

Can an injured wolf and a broken witch heal each other . . .Alice Sheffield tore her soul into pieces and hid them to escape a soul-eating demon. Free at last, she longs to rebuild herself as something new and stronger, but she doesn't know how. Then a catalyst for change enters her life. Ewan Shaw was shot with an ensorcelled silver bullet that has tainted his blood and bound his wolf beyond his reach. He retreats to his friend's rural farm to lick his wounds and contemplate his lack of prospects. Renowned for his cold detachment, he is fascinated by broken Alice and the heat she stirs within him. Then fate presents an opportunity. In bringing an old foe to justice, Ewan might find a path for his life and a way for Alice to confront her demons. But to do that, two broken people must heal each other, or shattered pieces will be lost forever.

Elena Vance never wanted the life she was forced into.

One night, she marries a stranger she met thirteen hours ago just to save her family from ruin and by morning, she learns her ex boyfriend cheated on her with her own sister, her brother hates her and her place in her own family was never real.

What begins as a contract marriage with Julian Thorne, a cold and powerful defense attorney, quickly turns into something darker.

Julian knows everything about her. Her past. Her secrets. Even truths she never knew about herself.

When Elena discovers she was adopted, that the man she loved was using her, and that her every move may have been watched by a killer military machine husband for ten years! Well, let's just say her life just got a lot more complicated.

Trapped between a broken family, an ex FBI boyfriend and a military programmed husband who protects her as fiercely as he controls her, Elena must decide who to trust.

Is her machine husband her savior or her captor? And who the heck programmed him?!

Xander Redent is the son of Jordan Redent a.k.a the owner of the York Company which makes him very very rich. Not only rich but he was blessed with a brilliant brain and charming face. Of course with that package of perfectness, he's a playboy.

Athena Lemiere is the daughter of Matthew Lemiere. Just like her dad, she's cold, tough and a rock head but she has her clumsiness from her mom which makes her very attractive. Her dream is to be a mechanic, she loves dealing with cars since she was a little kid. She can spend time in the garage for hours to learn about it.

Xander and Athena met when they were a child since their parents are business partners. Xander's family move to New York from England when Xander was 17 so they both ended up in the same school since then. The attraction between them was undeniable. They hooked up once and after that the two of them rejected each other. Ever since then, they hate each other so much until they can't even be in one room until one day.. one big announcement change everything.

PLAYBOY SERIES: TGLES #1 :

TGLES #1 : Black & Red
TGLES #2 : Belong To Me

“ Don’t you even think you can just come back into my bed as nothing has changed between us, I am not going to sleep with you “ Kyra said, showing Alpha Conri out of her room.
“ I know you can say that now, but I know you have missed those nights we have spent together, making love and snugging up to me all naked. And I also know for a fact that if I leave now , you are going to hurt and wish you had begged me to stay” He growled, taking breaths around her neck , sending chills inside of her...
Kyra and her two sisters were the only ones able to escape from the tyranny of the supposed new Alpha king Shadow pack and the heir to the title , Conri Kessler. Their parents killed.
Her first thought was to get her sisters out.
They were lucky enough to get accepted into Moonstone pack. But she had to keep her being a luna a secret.
She thought everything had gone behind her and had no reason to worry until one night when she was almost killed by an enemy.
But Alpha Conri Kessler was there to save her, even though she had vowed never to see him again.
Hidden emotions starts to erupt out.
But with enemies everywhere, she has to save her sisters first.
Despite the dangers that erupt around them, Conri was more interested in winning his life's love back. No matter what.

In the heart of Silvercoast, Mila's return sends tremors through the familiar landscape. Ryel, once a childhood tormentor, now witnesses the transformation of a scrawny girl into a confident woman. The bonfire's glow becomes a silent witness to the complex dance of emotions as Mila and Ryel navigate the reunion, where past wounds meet the potential for a new chapter. In "Enemies to lover," sparks fly as the dynamics shift from rivalry to an unexpected romance, igniting the embers of a shared history.

In the dock, facing the accusation, Stella couldn't help recalling her past ten years.
Ten years ago, she met Steven and fell in love with him. Ten years of love and care from Steven made Stella thought that she was the happiest woman in the world. But it took only a second to ruin all her fantasy.
When his mask was torn apart, she realized that all he did was for revenge.
"Steven, from now on, we are even! The past is just an empty dream!"
However, after he lost her, not a single day passed that he didn't miss her. He gradually found out the hidden truth and realized how much Stella had done for him.
She gave her kidney to him but kept it as a secret to not let him worry. She even gave birth to their baby in prison!
"Where is Stella! Please tell me!"

They say office romance should never be a thing.
They say you should never mix business with pleasure.
They say you should avoid falling for your boss at all costs even if he just happens to be the hottest man to ever walk the globe.
They say true love shouldn’t be as complicated as it is.


“Listen to me Anastasia, here’s what’s gonna happen.
I’m gonna watch… and you’re gonna play.
I’m gonna possess … and you...
You are going to be a good girl.
Understand?”


When Anastasia Wells realizes that her hatred for her boss is not hatred after all but something else, something that runs deeper than she cares to acknowledge, she tries to shut it down at all costs, to drown what she feels and flush it down the hole because office romance has never been the kind to ever end well.
But the fact that Jake Keaton will go out of his way to stop her from quitting, the fact that he would go against all odds to keep her by his side, the fact that… he gets obsessed with her… is not helping.
And how can she stay away from this man when he all she wants to do is forget all about her traumatic past and let him take possession of every aspect of her life.
But there’s more to Jake Keaton than meets the eyes. The ruthless multimillionaire slash playboy attitude might just be a façade hiding the dangerous man that lurks beneath.

The late night after my boyfriend left for his business trip, I received a strange call.
"Fresh delivery, hurry down to get it. If you wait too long, your meat will be picked clean."
I stubbed my toe and winced, telling him to just leave it outside my apartment door.
He hesitated but agreed.
Less than ten minutes later, my phone rang again. His voice was impatient, urging me to come down immediately.
I was about to respond when a cold sweat broke out on my back.
Outside the door was a busy main road—where were the raccoons?
And why was he waiting for me downstairs for ten minutes?
What sent chills down my spine was...
I suddenly remembered that I hadn't ordered any fresh groceries this week.
So who was the man standing downstairs, using excuses to trick me into coming down?

There are too many ways of taking revenge on a woman. But he chose marriage. In the past three years, he acted like a ruthless husband, treating her coldly, and even more worse, humiliating her. Even when she was pregnant, he tried to force her to give it up, to retire from film field, to expel her from her country.

At a lavish dinner, a billionaire with a net worth of four billion embraced my ex-wife and slapped five thousand yuan in my face: "Kneel down, kiss her shoes, and then get out of here."
The entire audience of celebrities burst into laughter, while the ex-wife's eyes were filled with the pleasure of revenge.
Without even lifting my eyelids, I dialed a number in front of everyone: "I'm going to bankrupt one person. Execution level: nuclear bomb."
They laughed at me for pretending to be crazy.
Three minutes later, the entire nation was in an uproar. Four billion dollars in assets were frozen, the FBI broke down the door, and the once arrogant tycoon collapsed to the ground like a dog.
I endured for three years, just to save her grandfather's life. Since she's in such a hurry to break the contract, I don't need to pretend anymore.
This is not just a story about divorce; it's a countdown to the gods regaining control of the Book of Life and Death on Earth.

On the execution platform, my noble and beautiful wife used her dagger to carve open my chest.
My nominal adopted son pressed a red-hot iron into my skin, branding me with the "F"-class mark of the lowest outcast, draining my transcendent bloodline dry.
"The Storm Kingdom has no use for a cripple with zero beast-spirit affinity. You belong rotting in the abyss!"
They cut the chains and kicked me into the Black Abyss—a place from which no one returns—then turned to carve up my throne.
They thought I was as good as dead.
They had no idea that the deepest darkness of that abyss harbored the most terrifying ancient demon in existence.
Two weeks later, as they raised their glasses to toast the new king's coronation, I kicked down the castle gates, wielding the ember-fire of annihilation and a tide of ten thousand beasts.
Looking down at the woman who once stood so high above me, now groveling in the mud and begging for mercy, I tossed the bloodstained broken blade onto the hem of her dress:
"Remember this forever—it was you who took a nobody you crushed beneath your feet and turned him into a king you'll kneel before and never win back. Now, hand over your lives."