5279 Book(s) Related to my rogue mate returned as an alpha

Pierre is my boyfriend´s best friend, He was like a second brother to Mathew, my future husband, He always talk to me about him. They grow up together, and Mathew´s father was his father too since they were childhood. When Pierre found out that Mathew's father had passed away, he left his wealthyncompany and decided to return to his city to attend his best friend's father's funeral. Pierre is a rich CEO, and a professional car pilot driver, but before going to Mathew´s dad funeral. I will meet him, suddenly, without know who really is.

Pierre, love action, He is a fan of extreme sports, as soon as He came to the city, He decided to go to the beach to surf, the same weekend I was alone spending my time in the beach. Where I met a handsome blonde. Irresistible and charming, Pierre seduced me and we spent a dream weekend. I didn´t know who really was that strange and sexy guy, I believed I will never see him again. And he couldn't understand until now what our night meant to him and he left me afterwards because he had a commitment to fulfill and had to meet up with his best friend.

Just days later, unable to stop thinking about him, about the sexy guy in the beach, I will realize at the funeral of Mathew´s father funeral, He´s actually my future husband´s best friend. He is my forbidden love.

Daisy and Kayla face a lot together after the demise of their mother, they are left helpless and broke.

In the quest for a better life, Kayla finds herself doing things she wouldn't normally do for money to save her dying father.

She gets pregnant by a man she had sex with one night and after that night she never sees him again, she is stuck with a child whom she doesn't know where the father is, do you think she'll get to see him ever again? Will he accept paternity?

I clicked the anonymous link, and my world shattered. There was my perfect fiancé, in a live stream, entangled with the woman who was supposed to be my maid of honor—my best friend.
He was the hero who donated his bone marrow to save my life. Now, he was defiling our future marriage bed in the most vile betrayal. I thought this was their twisted idea of a game, until I dug deeper and uncovered the truth: our "fateful" connection three years ago was nothing but a calculated lie.
My savior, my soulmate, the father of my child... it was all a facade. Now, I've vanished into the night, carrying a secret they know nothing about—his child. Their little show was just the beginning.
My revenge? It's just getting started.

I was born into a cursed bloodline of witches. My mother told me that every firstborn daughter had to sacrifice the one she loved most to break the chains binding our blood. She said it was the only way to save my child. I lied to myself, and I lied to him, leading him to the altar with my own two hands. But I couldn't survive a single day without him. No curse, no matter how horrific, could ever compare to the sheer ugliness of the human heart. Waking up in that empty house, the truth finally hit me: I had absolutely nothing left.

At 2:00 AM, I lay in bed with my eyes closed, my fingers digging desperately into the flesh of my inner thigh.

Crack... Crunch... A stomach-churning sound of dislocating bones drifted from the foot of the bed. Immediately after, a cloying stench of dead fish rolled over the mattress.

A cold, stiff finger traced my jawline and pressed down hard on my carotid artery. It was feeling for a pulse.

"Darling..."

A bizarre, dual-layered echo came from directly above my head. A cold, bloody drop of meat juice smacked right onto my eyelid.

But I didn't dare let my breathing falter for even a fraction of a beat.

Because I knew—the thing currently staring dead at me, hanging upside down from the ceiling like a spider with its limbs bent backward, was absolutely not the wife I had spent the last ten years with.

I was the second child in my family who had an elder sister, perfect in every aspect. However, I had always craved for a brother.
My excitement was above the ninth cloud when Claire, my elder sister, ran up to me and announced, “Steffy, we have a big brother now.”
However, I ruined everything when the pure love for my brother took a different place in my heart. Now, I wanted Taylor, not as my brother but my lover.


“Were you ever going to tell me the truth?” He asked, staring at my fragile body in the hospital bed.
“Do you care at all?” I replied before turning my face away from him.

Five yeas ago, we were hosting a family dinner when I walked into the study and found my father with his mistress.

He looked at me, voice flat and cold: "Alice Russo, you don't tell your mother about this. Trust me, you can't handle the fallout."

I didn't listen. Ran straight to my mother in tears and told her everything.

That night, Mother had her people remove the woman from the property.

The next morning, the woman's daughter Anya ran my mother down with her car at the docks.

That's when I realized, I was completely alone. Because my dad is taking his bastard daughter's side.

I called Victor Castro, my husband, 99 times. He never answered once.

I had a breakdown at the family tribunal. They physically removed me and had me committed to a psychiatric facility in Sicily, the worst kind of place you can imagine.

Five years later, Victor finally spoke to me.

The transport stopped outside the facility that day. Sunlight hit my eyes.

Two guards helped me to the car. My father stood there with a line of his men behind him.

In the crowd, I recognized Peter Thompson, one of my mother's most loyal people.

He gave me the smallest nod. Something flickered in his eyes.

I kept my expression neutral and got in the car.

The door closed. Victor sat across from me.

He lit a cigar and said it without any preamble:

"The day Anya ran your mother down at the docks? I paid for her legal team. I provided the witnesses. I signed the autopsy report myself."

In the seventh year after I broke my fated mate's heart and he went abroad to study, he finally returned home with his new fiancée to meet his parents.
On that exact same day, the hospital finally pronounced my seven-year battle with Core Degeneration a failure. I was sent home to wait for death.
Seeing me sitting in a wheelchair on the street, supported by my mother, a mocking smile appeared on Kaelen's lips.
"It’s been seven years, and you've fallen so low you can't even walk?"
Listening to his disgusted voice and smelling the Alpha pine scent I once loved so much, I panicked, hurriedly yanking down the sleeves of my coat to hide the dense, ugly needle marks on the back of my hand.
"It's nothing. I fell and broke my leg, that's all," I lied quietly.
Kaelen sneered, pulling a beautiful Omega woman,Sloane, closer to his side. She smelled exactly like I used to—vanilla and rain.
"Since you're so free," he drawled, his eyes cold, "I'm getting married soon. Why don't you be Sloane's bridesmaid?"
I just smiled calmly. "No thanks. I'm going somewhere very far away soon."

On the twenty-first night of insomnia, I ordered a beastman at 3 AM.

The ad was ridiculously over-the-top—gentle, considerate, perfect at housework, and could even cure anxiety and insomnia. The girls in the reviews said their lives transformed overnight, work stress just... gone.

I was dead tired, eyes barely staying open. Just glanced at the photo and hit purchase. Golden hair, amber eyes, two cute little fangs when he smiled—looked sweet.

Pink option looked prettier than blue. Done.

I didn't catch the tiny line of text flashing at the bottom: Grade A Product - Adults Only - Full Intimate Services

Three days later, the doorbell rang.

I opened the door to boxes way bigger than I'd expected.

Way bigger.

My name is Ivy, and I’m 18. My best friend’s father, Sebastian Blackwood, a Harvard law professor, is mature, cold, and authoritative. He’s been the centerpiece of every fantasy I’ve had since puberty.

Those nights, I toss and turn under the covers, imagining his fingers slipping into my wet, hot va*na, imagining his cok thrusting into me hard, driving me to the edge of climax.

I know it’s wrong. He’s off-limits.

But every time he looks at me, those deep, piercing eyes seem to strip away my clothes, staring straight at my most secret places. My heart races out of control, my body burns with heat.

I don’t want to just be his “good girl.”

I want to be claimed by him, completely, destructively.

During this 30-day seaside vacation, I’ll make him see that I’m no longer a little girl.

My body is wet for him, my soul burns for him.

Sebastian, will you resist, or will you pin me down and fu*k me hard?

"Sandra, we're a modern couple. Keeping our finances separate is the greatest respect I can show you."
Seven years into our marriage, my husband Howard Mercer had taken "fifty-fifty" to its absolute extreme.
The mortgage was split down the middle. Utility bills were calculated to the penny.
Even for our six-year-old daughter Anna's birthday cake, he'd remind me to Venmo him forty dollars right after paying at the register.
I used to think he'd just brought his Wall Street spreadsheets home with him.
Then Anna had an asthma attack and ended up in the ER, and after that first exchange, he gave me the silent treatment for three days over the ER bill.
That's when I caught a glimpse of the credit card statement he'd been hiding.
Twenty thousand dollars. A private helicopter. A ski trip to Aspen.
All for another woman. And her son.
So he wasn't broke. And he wasn't incapable of love. He'd just been spending it all on someone else.
In that moment, I didn't shed a single tear.
If he wanted to run our marriage like a business, fine. I'd play along, right up until I bled him dry.

My water broke on the coldest night of winter.

My fated mate, Alpha Cassian, wrapped silver chains around my wrists and threw me into a freezing dungeon.

"Lucian's son must be born first," he snarled, forcing wolfsbane down my throat as I screamed through contractions.

Above me, his sister-in-law Sienna rested in silk sheets, surrounded by healers and warmth. She was carrying his dead brother's heir—the future of the pack. And I? I was nothing. Just the Omega he'd been forced to mark, the one his pack blamed for Lucian's death.

As silver burned through my skin and ice water rose past my chest, I felt our baby's heartbeat flutter. Then slow.

"Please," I begged. "Our child—"

"You owe him this," Cassian said coldly.

When the chains finally came off, he'd lost us both for good.

I'm Nora. Size 18. Transferred to my fourth school in four years. And on my very first day, the hottest guy in class leaned over and told me my seat had a weight limit.
That was Ethan Cross. Lacrosse captain, sharp jaw, zero empathy. He made it his personal mission to remind me I was fat — in the hallway, at lunch, in gym class, wherever he could get a laugh.
Then I found his sketchbook.
He'd left it open in the art room. I should've walked away. I didn't. I turned the page, and there I was — my body, my face, my hands — drawn over and over like he couldn't stop.
None of it was a joke. None of it was ugly.
So what the hell am I supposed to do with that?

I am secretly pregnant with the child of my worst enemy—my ruthless stepbrother.
A masquerade mistake left me ruined, and I desperately tried to hide my condition. But Kyle, the Empire's most feared Chief Mage and my lifelong tormentor, cornered me and found my medical crystal.
"Who is the bastard?!" he roared, slamming me against the wall, his ice-blue eyes blazing with murderous jealousy. "I will crush his bones and burn his soul in hellfire!"
I trembled in his shadow. How could I tell this possessive tyrant that the "bastard" he wants to brutally murder is... himself? Now, trapped in a magical chamber that forces us to reveal our darkest secrets or die, my time is running out.

When I was twenty, my family's long-lost biological daughter finally came home.

At her welcome party, I worked all day, yet there wasn't even a seat for me.

My brother asked me to take their new family photo.

My fiancé wore the suit meant for our wedding and stood in the center with his arm linked through hers.

I smiled, pressed the shutter, and quietly left.

By the time they discovered the guest room was empty, my plane was already in the air.

From that day on, Mom waited for me beside meals that went cold.

Dad lost sleep clutching a torn photograph.

My brother and fiancé searched for me like madmen, while the real daughter knelt outside my old bedroom, begging her sister to come home.

I’m in the final stages of stomach cancer. My son just passed away yesterday.
At his funeral, my ex-husband barged in, pointed at our son’s headstone, and accused me of doing anything for attention—even putting on a show like this.
He told me to get lost, to stay far away from the woman he really loves.
So I did exactly as he wanted.
I took my son’s ashes and disappeared into the endless sea.
But now, when I’m truly at death’s door, that same man who once hated me with everything he had is tearing the hospital apart, desperate to save me.
Don’t bother, Lucian.
If there’s a next life, let’s never meet again.

Seven years ago, I staged an affair to set him free, letting him believe I'd betrayed him for money. Now he's back—a celebrated music director, weeks away from his engagement—and I'm just the cleaning woman kneeling at his feet.
"You know this cleaning woman?" someone whispered.
"Seven years, and look how far you've fallen," he said, his voice cold as ice.
I kept my head down, tugging my sleeve over the needle marks the chemo had left behind.
He still thinks I cheated for the money.
He has no idea what it actually cost me to give him this life.

“Not so fast, carrot head. The party just started,” Alex said. “You're like a little pest… why are we always drawn to you?” Austin asked.
“I sure am,” Alex smiled. Now I was sandwiched between them, my heart racing so fast I felt like I was going to pass out.
“Leave me alone!” I screamed and tried to run. But I was trapped. Before I realized it, Austin crashed his lips into mine. My mind almost exploded. I had never kissed anyone before.
I felt Alex, who was behind me, shove his hand beneath my chest, cupping my breast with his large hand while he moaned. I fought with all my might.
What was going on? Why were they doing this? Didn't they hate me?


Stormi, once a nobody-wants omega, found herself at the center of a tale spun by the moon goddess.Four notorious wolves known for their bad-boy antics and her bullies, were destined to be her mates.

"Where did you run out from wearing a wedding dress, little mouse?"
He tilted my chin up, his voice low and dangerous. "You look like hell."
"Ansel," the man beside him warned sharply. "Be careful with her."
Ansel didn't look away. "She's my mate."
A quiet laugh followed. "Is she?" another voice said. "That's strange... because I feel the bond too."
I turned toward the third man—the one with silver eyes.
"You too?" Ansel asked.
He didn't answer.
But the bond in my chest flared, fierce and undeniable.
Yes.
All three of them.
Raven Lightwound's perfect wedding day shatters in a single moment when her fiancé betrays her.
Humiliated and heartbroken, she unleashes her wolf and runs—straight into the arms of fate.
Deep in the forest, Raven encounters Rowan, Ansel, and Asher: triplet brothers, deadly alpha hunters... and all three claim her as their fated mate.
One bond is impossible.
Three is forbidden.
Torn between the pain of her past and the pull of a destiny she never asked for, Raven must decide whether to trust again—or lose everything.
Can a broken bride open her heart to three powerful alphas?
Or will betrayal haunt her before she can claim her future?

Kagome cursed her own race, the nine-tailed foxes, to continue her anger toward the humans. Every nine-tailed foxes are bound to transform into a hideous beast every midnight. It will worsened once the full moon arrived. Kagome was sleeping inside Amaya’s body, while waiting for the reincarnation of a human who betrayed her. She will be the only one who’ll recognized him because of the bead she embedded. However, the man inherited the fox bead is the mate of Amaya, whom Kagome was sleeping for a very long time.

Amaya was forced to fall in love with Hiro because of a necklace. But until when?
“Please! Include me in your mission!” Hiro pleaded, hoping Amaya would let him join their quest. It was hard to get her approval, but it was so satisfying when she responded!

“Fine! I’ll let you come along. But in one condition,” she stopped for a while, gathering all the courage she needed to say, “… but starting today, you are mine.”

"His bride was labeled a madwoman, humiliated at the wedding and mocked by everyone—“She’s only fit for a murderer.”

Her family looked down on him, and even she herself said coldly: “You’re not worthy of being my husband.”

Everyone thought this newly released good-for-nothing was just a poor fool who’d taken the fall for his brother.

Thorne said nothing.

He merely raised his hand, gently pressing his bride’s forehead.

In an instant, the chaos in her eyes faded. Holy light surged from beneath the church, shooting into the sky.

The world’s only candidate for the Saintess, blessed with holy power, slowly opened her clear eyes before him.

My name is Themis and I am not supposed to be alive.

I survived the hunt, saddled with a husband and still I have to waddle my way through so many things to remain alive at the end of the day.

The one person I can count on other than myself is my new husband who saved my life from the get go.

And my gift of prophecy.

Maybe, just maybe it is also enough to save the Dar Empire too.

My name is Themis and this is my story.

NOTE ON CONTENT

MANY EROTIC SCENES, BREATHE PLAY, ROPE PLAY, SOMNOPHILIA, AND PRIMAL PLAY ARE FOUND IN THIS BOOK. IT HAS MATURE CONTENTS BECAUSE IT IS RATED 18+. THESE BOOKS ARE A COLLECTION OF VERY SMUTTY BOOKS THAT WILL MAKE YOU REACH FOR YOUR VIBRATORS AND LEAVE YOUR PANTIES WET. Enjoy yourself, girls, and don't forget to comment.

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He wanted my virginity.
He wanted to own me.
I just wanted to be his.

But I knew this was more than just repaying a debt. This was about him wanting to own me, not just my body, but every part of who I was.
And the depraved part about it all was the fact that I wanted to give everything to him.

I wanted to be his.

CONTENT WARNING!!!

THIS BOOK CONTAINS A LOT OF EROTIC SCENES, BREATHE PLAY, ROPE PLAY, SOMNOPHILIA AND PRIMAL PLAY.
IT IS RATED 18+ AND THUS, FILLED WITH MATURE CONTENT.
THIS BOOK IS A COLLECTION OF VERY SMUTTY BOOKS THAT WILL LEAVE YOUR PANTIES WET AND REACHING FOR YOUR VIBRATORS.
HAVE FUN GIRLIES, AND DON'T FORGET TO LEAVE YOUR COMMENTS.

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"You are going to suck my cock like the good girl that you are okay?"

After getting bullied for years and having to deal with her life as a tomboy, Jamie's father sends her to a range to work for an old man but this old man happens to be her wildest fantasy.

A man who fucks her and brings out her girly side. She has fallen for Hank but when another woman comes into the picture, does Jamie have the push to fight for this man who gave her life some spice and a meaning to keep on living?

For four years of marriage, Olivia was the most overlooked daughter-in-law in the Johnson family, enduring humiliation from her husband and his first love. When Grandma passed away, she was completely thrown out of the house. Everyone was waiting to see her downfall, but little did they know she was actually a genius doctor who had been trapped by the wealthy family!

Reclaiming her career, she caused a sensation in the medical world, surrounded by top-tier elites. Her ex-husband Michael Johnson finally realized her true worth and was filled with regret, but she only gave him a cold smile: "Michael, do you even deserve me?"

I was infertile. My husband Edric said he would love me no matter what.
For three years, he had always been gentle to me, I was happy that I found someone who truly loved me and didn't mind that I couldn't give him a child.
Until one day, I learned the fact that he's been cheating on me a long time ago, living a double life, and having a baby with someone else.
And that woman was a very close friend of mine.
I was mad, I slapped her, but didn't expect it would kill her baby.
Edric was furious and sent his lawyer to force me to sign the divorce agreement.
I was told not to take any jewelry Edric bought me, and no property would belong to me, all I could do was just pack and leave.
Three years later, I came back for revenge, with another man...

On the darkest day of my life, I encountered a very hot man in a street bar in New York, who had really charming chest muscles to touch. We spent a unforgettable night of sex together, but it was just a one-night stand, and I didn't even know his name.
When I returned to Los Angeles and resumed my career as a doctor, I was forced to attend my adoptive mother’s wedding—and there he was. My stepbrother was my one-night stand partner!
My heart almost stopped beating.
My stepfather’s family is a powerful and wealthy dynasty in LA, entangled in a web of complex businesses and shrouded in mystery, including dark, violent undertones.
I want to stay away from anyone from this Italian traditional mafia family.
But my stepbrother won't let me go!
Yet, despite my efforts to stay away, he’s now back in LA, managing his family's business with ruthless efficiency. He’s a dangerous mix of cold calculation and undeniable allure, pulling me
into a web of fate that I can’t escape.
I instinctively want to keep away from danger, away from him, but the fate pushes me to him again and again, and I am strongly addicted to him against my will. What will our future be like?
Read the book.

[...] “Listen carefully to my words… If you want this pretty ass of yours to be marked by my fingers, you should be respectful and say only yes, sir.”
His other hand finally returns to my ass, but not in the way I’d like.
“I’m not going to repeat myself… do you understand?” Mr. Pollock asks, but he’s squeezing my throat, and I can’t answer him.
He’s stealing my breath, and all I can do is nod helplessly, listening to his sigh.
“What did I just say?” He squeezes a little tighter, making me gasp. “Hum?”
“Y- Yes, sir.” My voice comes out strangled while I rub myself against the bulge in his pants, making the chain of the clamp stretch and pinch my clit a little harder.
“Good girl.” [...]
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By day, Victoria is a successful manager known as the Iron Lady. By night, she's a submissive famous in the BDSM world for not liking to submit.
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With her boss's retirement, Victoria was confident she would be promoted. However, when his nephew is assigned the new CEO, her dream is shattered, and she's forced to work directly under the command of this arrogant, irresistibly seductive man…
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ㅤVictoria just didn't expect that her new boss also had another identity… A Dom known for teaching the way of a perfect submissive, and with no problem exposing his kinky side — unlike her, who had kept this secret by lock and key…
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ㅤAt least, that's what she's been doing all this time... until Abraham Pollock came into her life and put both of her worlds upside down.
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+18 READERS ONLY • BDSM

He closed the door and stood in front of me, my back was against the wall, which was next to the door. I clutched my booklet against my chest. He caged me in with both of his hands against the wall on either side of my head, his lips only inches away from mine.

My breath hitched, and I swallowed. "What are you doing?" I asked, which is barely a whisper.

"You failed my test, and I want to help you," he says low enough for me to hear. I must admit that it sends goosebumps throughout my body.

"I would appreciate the help." I swallow as I look at his lips.

"I have a deal that I want to make with you," he rasped.

"What is the deal?" I managed to ask breathlessly.

Gray-Lynn Spark just graduated from college and her father recommends that she interns by his best friend's company. Little does she know that Mr. Stern has been her childhood crush which she completely forgot about and she hasn't seen him for years. She has it tough at the office to not let her feelings affect her work, because with Mr. Stern, work is very important. One night, a shift in the air happens between them, what will happen when he returns her feelings? What will her father do when things progresses? What will Gray-Lynn do after finding out something that she didn't know about him?

“You think she needs you,” he says.

“I know she does.”

“And what if she doesn’t want this kind of protection?”

“She will,” I say, my voice lowering slightly. “Because she needs a man who can give her the world.”

“And if the world burns?”

My hand tightens subtly at Violet’s waist.

“Then I’ll build her a new one,” I reply. “Even if I have to burn the old one down myself.”

I don’t work for Rowan Ashcroft.
I work beneath him.

From my desk, I decide who gets access to the most ruthless CEO in the city, and who never makes it past the lobby. I manage his time, his silence, his enemies. I keep his world running while my own quietly collapses under unpaid bills, a mother locked in rehab, and a brother who vanished without a goodbye.

Rowan Ashcroft is power wrapped in a tailored suit.
Cold. Untouchable. Merciless.
He doesn’t flirt. He doesn’t smile. He doesn’t see people, only usefulness.

And for a long time, I was just useful.

Until he started watching.

A shift in his attention is subtle at first. A pause too long. A look that lingers. Orders that pull me closer instead of pushing me away. The man who stands above my desk begins to control more than my schedule, and I realize too late that being noticed by Rowan Ashcroft is far more dangerous than being ignored.

Because men like him don’t crave affection.
They crave possession.

This was supposed to be a job.
Not a test of my limits.
Not a slow, deliberate descent into his authority.

But if Rowan Ashcroft decides I belong under his desk, then so be it.
Survival has a price, and the bills don’t care how I pay them.

My fiancé was in bed with my stepsister. My father knew and made me marry the "dying" billionaire instead.

My only solace is the mysterious waiter who saw my humiliation. He's my sanctuary, the man I'm falling for.

But my "poor" lover has a deadly secret: he IS the "dying" billionaire I was forced to wed.

Our marriage was a lie. Now, the most dangerous man in the city is offering me a deal: become his real wife, and we'll make them all pay.

Let the revenge begin.

Allison lost the baby.
She had loved Alpha Lucian for nine long years. To marry him,she fast-tracked her graduation,and for two years,she endured  his  coldness,his absences,and his indifference in silence.
The day she miscarried,all she wanted was a sliver of comfort.
Instead,he hung up on her.
The next second she saw him,he was on national television—holding a funeral for his ex-girlfriend's dog.
That was the moment Allison realized she had never been a wife in his eyes—only a pawn in their twisted game. Her heart shattered. She asked for a divorce.
After walking away from her loveless marriage,Allison buried herself in work. Once mocked and looked down on,she rose like a phoenix—building an empire worth billions.
But the divorce papers never came.
And the man who had once treated her like a stranger? He started showing up everywhere—refusing to let go.
After the charity gala,Allison was heading to her car when the once cold and untouchable Alpha suddenly cornered her against the wall,his eyes burning with desperation. 
"Baby,come home with me... please."
Allison only smiled. "Alpha Lucian ,don't call me that. We're already divorced. I'm single now."

"Divorce me," Chloe whispered.
Leonel froze. His eyes widened in disbelief, the mocking words stuck in his throat. For the first time in five years of marriage, his once obedient, gentle wife now faced him with a terrifyingly cold smile. "I will not divorce you."
"After all your betrayals? With me being this damaged? And your intimacy with her still here?" Chloe's voice cut like a blade.
Leonel Grisham, CEO of Mountain Ltd, had always considered Chloe nothing more than a status symbol—a trophy wife adored by his parents but ignored by him. His heart belonged to Ester Gabriella, the woman his family would never accept. For Leonel, Chloe was just a shadow in his life until the accident that took her sight.
Waking up from a coma, Chloe was no longer the same. She demanded a divorce, all of Leonel's assets, and the shares promised in their prenuptial agreement. He refused, unable to accept her defiance. But when secrets began to unravel, Leonel discovered her accident was no coincidence, it was a calculated move, tied to a larger scheme against Mountain Ltd.
Now, Chloe must decide: will she fight for her freedom and revenge, or will she stand beside the man who broke her heart to save everything he built?

"I need you, please," she licked the back to my earlobe, pressing her body against mine. "No one else knows how to touch me like you do. I've tried other men, but they just don't compare. Please, Doctor, I'm begging you."

"Begging, huh?" I considered her for a moment. "Well, that's a start."

I pushed her down to get her on her knees. I unzipped my pant and gestured to her to continue. "Show me how much you want it," I commanded. She pulled my dick out of my boxers and started sucking every inch of me with her playful tongue, moaning as she did so. I grabbed her hair and I took control over her head, and I began to fuck her head.

"Is this what you came for?" I asked roughly. "To be my little slut?"

"Yes," she mumbled around my cock. "Only yours."

"Touch your pussy for me." I commanded her with a husky tone of voice. Everyone likes to be commanded; likes to be in the bottom; likes the real man who is willing to dominate her. Every woman is a submissive in her own way. That's what I've learned from years of practice.

"Like this?" she asked, sliding her fingers inside herself. "God, I'm so wet for you."

I pulled her up and flipped her as I put her back on the bed. I arched her ass and touched her anus. "I will fuck your ass now, because I never fuck a pussy two times. Are you ready for that?" I whispered in her ear, heating her neck with warming breaths while pinching her nipples by my fingers.

Jessa Bryne was shocked after she found out she had been drugged all this time by her husband, Kaelen Cole, Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack.

She realized he was the reason for her childlessness and also the weight she gained over the past three years.

Not only did he throw it in her face, but he also told her that his supposed cousin Solane had been his lover all along. She had just been pretending to be family for three whole years while he slept with her behind Jessa’s back.

Jessa was devastated and shattered. She ended up at the Harlem Riders bar, owned by the infamous Lycan King, Cornard Drakmor.

She felt a bit of relief when she ran into Cornard at the bar. He offered to help her get back at Kaelen, but only on one condition.

Pretend to be his wife for 60 days, and he would grant every one of her wishes to bring Kaelen down.

As Anita Blake celebrates her new job at a club, she never expected to wake up the next day with a stranger in her bed, accompanied with a hangover. But when she finds out that her new boss, the billionaire and CEO Declan Harris, is the man from last night, things become even more complicated. Anita can't deny the attraction she feels towards Declan, but she's also afraid of getting too close. And when she discovers that their one night together may have resulted in a pregnancy, Anita is left in a difficult position. How does she break the news to her new Boss and what does she do about her current relationship with her boyfriend while a romantic tension is growing between her and her Declan?

Eight years ago, Adrian Vale walked in on something that broke him.
He didn't stay long enough to ask questions. And by the time the rumors reached him — that she had gone to Jaden willingly, that there had been money involved — the wound had already closed around the wrong truth.
Lena never got to explain. The real truth of that night was something she couldn't speak without destroying them differently. So she stayed silent. She still is.
Neither of them ever healed. Neither of them ever knew what actually happened.
Now Adrian is untouchable. A billionaire built from that one night's certainty, with one obligation left — a marriage his dying mother demands before she goes. He treats it like a transaction. Love is a weakness he can't afford twice.
Lena is one debt away from catastrophe. When her best friend asks her to cover a single escort assignment — one elderly client, one evening, nothing more — she says yes.
She doesn't know Adrian is staying in the same hotel.
He sees her before she sees him. Dressed for the job, walking those corridors, and everything he ever believed about her locks into place like a door he thought he'd already closed.
He doesn't walk away this time.
He makes her an offer instead.
Because if she needs money badly enough to do this, he has plenty. And his mother needs a wife. And some part of him that should know better wants to see exactly how far the woman who destroyed him is willing to go.
What neither of them knows is that the man who engineered that winter night is still watching. Still close. And this time he doesn't just want to destroy what they had.
He wants to collect what he believes he's owed.

What turned out to be a joke from him was forcing me to sign the divorce papers.

I refused to sign until I knew why, he became cold, aloof me a lot and paid no attention to me anymore.

8 months ago, I signed a contract marriage with one of the richest billionaires in town.

Not until I saw him shamelessly romancing his ex-girlfriend, they were happy together, so I concluded inside of me, I signed the divorce papers and fled into the dark night alongside with a miracle. Pregnancy!

3 years later, I returned to the city as a successful businesswoman alongside my son I kept away from the world.

My mission is to revenge. World turns in my favor when his company became bankrupt and needed shareholders.

My miracle has come, I'll anonymously reap him off everything he ever cherished.

What happens when our parts crossed, and he found out I had a child with him.

"Come back home WIFEY, you left with my heart." I heard his screeching faint voice begged me.

BUT, will I ever forgive him for cheating on me?

Claire's love for Richard was legendary—three years of devotion that everyone envied. Until the day she found her best friend Monica on top of her husband in their living room, and her world shattered.

"Sign it, Claire," Richard said, tossing divorce papers at her hospital bed, his once-warm blue eyes now ice cold. "You disgust me. You're clingy, obsessed, and suffocating."

One year later, Claire Winfred returns to town—transformed, powerful, and engaged to billionaire Alexander Hayes. But she hasn't come back for a new beginning. She's come back for revenge.

Now she's the one calling the shots, trapping Richard behind his desk, her hand gripping his tie. "Tell me, Richard," she purrs, "do you still find me disgusting?"

"Yes," he lies, even as his body betrays him.

"Then explain why you're so hard right now."

The seduction has begun. But in a game this dangerous, who will be the hunter and who will be the prey?

Five years of love, loyalty, and promises—destroyed in one wedding vow.

Judy believed Clark was the man she would spend her life with. After dating for five years, meeting his family, and planning their wedding, she thought love was enough.

She was wrong.

On the day she was supposed to be his bride, Judy watched Clark marry his rich ex-girlfriend instead—leaving her humiliated, heartbroken, and mocked by the world.

As if that wasn’t enough, Judy’s mother’s life hangs on a thread, with a surgery bill of $45,000 she can’t afford. When Clark, the man who promised to help her, turns his back on her completely, Judy hits rock bottom.

That’s when she meets David Jones—a ruthless billionaire CEO and Clark’s sworn business rival.

Cold. Powerful. Dangerous.

David offers her a deal:
A one-year contract marriage.
No love. No emotions.

In return, he will pay for her mother’s surgery.

Judy agrees—not just to save her mother, but to take revenge on the man who betrayed her.

What starts as a loveless contract soon turns into a dangerous game of desire, power, and buried secrets. As Judy steps into the world of wealth and revenge, she must decide—

Is she just using David for survival…
Or is she slowly falling for the man she was never supposed to love?

“He is here again”, I murmured to myself as I could feel the air shift in the room.
I pulled my nightgown down to cover myself as cold and warmth enveloped me in a soothing embrace.
It felt like a warm blanket had been wrapped around me. He smelled faintly of dark vanilla and something musky, something warm. I could feel his breath on my skin before the bed dipped.
He pulled me closer and wrapped his hands around me. I closed my eyes and waited for his soothing murmurs in my ears.
“Did you miss me”? He moaned into my ears.
Alora Lance has been haunted by a faceless man who visits her dreams for as long as she can remember. His touch is electric, and his presence is peaceful and intoxicating but her waking life is anything but magical. She has nothing except a leaking roof over her head and a ruthless landlord threatening eviction.
Then one day, she finds herself in a mating ceremony she was not supposed to attend. One accidental step into a world that should not exist.
And everything changes.
Dragged into a world that doesn't make sense in real life, Alora finds herself pulled into a past she knows nothing about and the enigmatic gaze of the man that had haunted her dreams except this is not a dream, it's a nightmare she may never escape, especially when the Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack, Alpha Morgan marks her with a single look. And in his eyes, she is no longer invisible.
She begins to question everything about her life and her past.

“Kai,” she warned, voice shaky.

He didn’t stop. His fingers slid lower, brushing against her through the thin fabric of her panties. 

 “You’re wet,” he murmured, almost surprised. “Even when you’re pissed at me.”

Mia's life turned upside down when she signed to fake date Kai the undefeated golden boy charismatic, ridiculously handsome, and the face of Apex Motorsports Academy.  

Until a vicious blog post erupts, grainy photos of him leaving an exclusive gay club surface overnight, sparking scandal and costing him multi-million-dollar contracts. Desperate to save his career and silence the rumors, Kai’s management forces him into a fake dating contract with the one person who despises everything he stands for. And the very person who was behind the blog post Mia Thompson.

When Kai threatens to destroy her future, scholarship, and dreams if she refuses, Mia signs the contract out of desperation trading six months of her life for a quarter million dollars and a chance to secure her mother’s future.

Thrown into a series of red carpet appearances, staged kisses, Mia and Kai are forced to play the perfect couple while secretly hating each other. But as explosive arguments turn into heated tension, fake touches ignite real sparks.And the undeniable attraction burning between two people who were never supposed to fall.

Hey mister, can I ask you for a favor? A lady asked with her sweet and intoxicating voice, causing the man who was walking, to turn around and stare at the young lady. Can you be my boyfriend for just one month, and I promise to pay you handsomely. Cecelia said smiling. Her parents had threatened to choose a suitor for her if she didn't hasten her steps and find one for herself.

Chen Edward, the founder of Charles diamond company, agreed to be her fake boyfriend for a month not because he felt like but because his parents were also planning on looking for a lady for him.

Cecelia is an upcoming actress, while Edward is the founder of Charles's diamond company. Edward had a traumatic experience during his childhood, which causes him to shut his mouth, as he goes through different attacks, unaware that it would lead to him being unable to talk.

When their plans start to unravel, will Cecelia fall in with her parents' plans? When feelings get involved will things still work out as they planned?

"You've been staring at me all night," I slurred, my voice thick with tequila and heartbreak. "Either it's creepy, or you like what you see."

"Look, handsome," I leaned in closer, the bar's dim lights blurring around us. "I've had a really shitty day. Want to make it better? I'll pay for your time—I've got plenty of money."

His eyes widened, but then he reached out, wrapping my hand in his warm, strong fingers—gentle in a way that felt strangely comforting.

"Olivia," he said, his deep voice hitting me like a forgotten memory. "Do you know who I am?"


I thought I had guys all figured out. Until a cheating bastard destroyed that confidence completely.

In a fit of vengeful rebellion, I picked up a stranger at a bar. Got drunk, got laid, got wild for one night.

The next morning, I was ready to make my graceful exit—until I saw the face on the pillow next to me.

Blake. My childhood frenemy who'd been MIA for years, the same asshole who always said I'd "never learn to read people."

Even worse? He had the audacity to come begging for dating advice on how to win over some girl.

"Who's the lucky target?" I asked, forcing myself to sound casual.

"Just a friend," he dodged.

My mind immediately went to Sophia—that girl who'd been circling him since middle school with her not-so-subtle hints. Of course he's still hung up on her.

So there I was, gritting my teeth while dispensing "female psychology" and "perfect pursuit strategies,"

when he suddenly took my hand and pressed it against his chest, "Don't you get it yet? Can't you figure out who I'm trying to pursue?"

Maybe every love story starts with a complete disaster—but what if this mess is exactly where our story was meant to begin?

“Don’t come any closer.”
‎His voice was low and sharp, nothing like the boy I remembered, I should have listened, I should have turned around and walked away, Instead, I looked at him.
‎
‎The leather jacket, the bike behind him, the tattoos I didn’t recognize. Only his eyes were the same, dark and familiar, like they’d been waiting for me.
‎“It’s me,” I said quietly.
‎
‎His jaw tightened, and for a second, something dangerous flickered across his face. “That’s exactly why you shouldn’t be here.”
‎I never meant to find him, I never expected him to be like this. He keeps his distance, but his silence says more than words ever could. Every look feels like a warning. Every moment near him feels like a mistake I don’t know how to stop making.
‎
‎I know he’s forbidden, I know I should walk away. But some bonds don’t fade with time. They stay, heavy and unfinished, waiting for the one moment that can ruin everything. And the closer we get, the clearer it becomes...
‎He isn’t the danger... Wanting him is.
‎

Olivia is the daughter of Alpha.She tried everything to have a child with her Beta mate, but he betrayed her and mocked her infertility. Devastated, she got drunk and spent the night with a hot stranger at a bar. Later, she discovered she was pregnant—and that stranger was the most powerful Alpha in the city

“Say my name, baby. Tell me who this pus sy belongs to.”

“Damian…” she moaned softly as I curled my fingers, hitting her just right.

“Louder.”

“DAMIAN!”

Inside the bathroom, Henry let out a wrecked sob, as if her screaming my name had just carved his heart out all over again.

Perfect.

I pulled my fingers out, brought them to my mouth, and licked them clean while she watched over her shoulder, her eyes glazed.

Then I dropped to my knees like a man ready to worship his god. Because yes, I would worship this pus sy like it was my god.


After sacrificing her legs and her freedom to save a stranger, Cindy Hart becomes the crippled wife of a man who only loved her out of guilt. When he brings his ex into their home and throws Cindy aside, she decides she is done being the victim.

With her billionaire identity hidden and her brother’s dangerously hot best friend pretending to be her lover, Cindy begins her revenge.

But when the lines between fake and real blur with the playboy she once rejected, Cindy finds herself fighting not just for power but for a love she never saw coming.

Have you ever thought that a man sending his wife to his enemy means he doesn't love her?”

I raised my face to look at him, and he was smiling down at me like a sick maniac. He continued on, and I was trying to understand what he was trying to say.

“You know, I would never let another man fuck my wife, especially one that looks like you. Exactly like you.”

“What?” I said breathlessly.

“I know who you are, Evangeline.”

The world seemed to pause as I heard my real name slip from his mouth. He caught me. He caught us. Is that why he called me here?

I suddenly couldn't speak. I just glared at him. He had no right to get mad!

“Funny how you walked right into my trap.”

My breathing came out in harsh exhales, I couldn't help but panic.

“The stupidest thing Antonio did was let me set my eyes on you. Surely you don't think I'm letting you go, right?”

“Nico–”

…..

Sent by her older husband to sleep with his young, hot enemy to get something from him, she fails, badly.

Now, she's in a mess, blackmailed into working for him because she lustfully crawled back for a second time with him without her husband's knowledge.

Things aren't always as they seem.