9218 Book(s) Related to the vampire lord of edinburgh and his detective

At the magic academy’s party, I overheard my werewolf boyfriend in the lounge saying he was going to destroy me.

"Alexander, her magic core is merely experiencing a temporary disruption. According to the academy infirmary's suturing protocol, her magical output will fully recover in three days. Why did you lie and tell her the core is necrotic and must be dug out?" the school doctor asked.

My werewolf boyfriend's deep voice was as cold as silver salt scraping across glass—

"If she doesn't drop out of the Magic Scroll Championship finals, how can Vivienne win?"
"I cannot let her destroy Vivienne's dream!"

I froze in the shadows of the corridor, my fingertips going numb.
It turned out that the love I believed in, the protection and the future he kept promising me, were nothing but him treating me as an obstacle to his childhood sweetheart's success.

If that’s the case—

I don't need this man anyway!

My mafia husband has a childhood sweetheart. Whenever she or her son needed anything, he would eagerly rush to their aid.
This time, when our son Noah suffered from acute retinopathy and desperately needed his signature for surgery, he claimed she was in mortal danger and couldn't leave.
Because he wasn't there to sign the paperwork, Noah ultimately went blind.
Yet later, on his sweetheart's Instagram, I saw that he was just dining with her and her son...

I am the lead architect of this massive virtual sandbox world.

To save my NPC wife from a fatal car crash, I enabled a cheat code for her and lied, claiming she was a "VIP player" paying to experience an immersive life-simulation game.

She bought it completely. Not only did she openly flaunt her wealth to buy off a male assistant in front of the whole company, but she also trampled all over me, treating me like a "low-level NPC."

"I am the absolute main character of this world, and the system will always bail me out. As for you, you're just a line of junk code. Get out of my sight immediately."

Watching her face become twisted and arrogant from the illusion of privilege, the last trace of warmth in my eyes completely died out.

I calmly signed my resignation, revoked all her financial shields and vitality armor with a single click, then logged off and returned to the real world.

I knew that the moment I left, stripped of my protection, she would be instantly swallowed alive by the brutal laws of survival.

On my son's seventh birthday, he hid behind my husband's first love and shouted at me, "You're a bad woman! She's my real mom!"
My husband was even crueler. He threw me out of the house without a second thought.
"To me, you were nothing but a surrogate."
Heartbroken, I walked away—and later adopted an abandoned little boy.
Years passed, when my husband finally learned the truth about the woman he had always protected, he came to me with our biological son, both of them kneeling before me in tears, begging for forgiveness.
Holding my adopted son's hand, I smiled calmly.
"Sorry. I only have one son."

"Starting price for my wife—one dollar!" James announced, pointing at the dog cage where I lay curled up like a dying animal.

The crowd at the wedding erupted in laughter. "Five dollars!" "Ten!" They threw bids like trash, mocking the woman who used to be Mrs. Windsor. Lillian, wearing my stolen necklace, poked me through the bars with a metal rod. "Look at you, Aurora. You're nothing but filth." I closed my eyes, accepting my fate. My husband had sold me. My dignity was gone.

Suddenly, a cold, authoritative voice cut through the noise.

"Two hundred million."

Silence fell over the hall. Every head turned. Walking through the doors was a man radiating power—Louis Smith, the newly found heir to the Smith empire. The man I had pushed away ten years ago. James turned pale. "Mr. Smith... this is a joke..."

Louis didn't even look at him. He walked straight to the cage, his eyes burning with a terrifying mix of rage and tenderness. He ripped the lock off with his bare hands and pulled me into his arms. James tried to block him. "She's my wife! You can't just take her!"

Louis smirked, his voice dripping with ice. "Your wife? I just bought her. She's mine now."

My mate—Alpha Jasper—knelt on one knee, proposing to me at my birthday party when Sienna Burrows suddenly appeared.
She was his fated mate once. His first love.
Dressed in the exact same backless red gown I was wearing, she stood there like a queen, regal and untouchable.
She let out a soft, mocking laugh. "Hah. Alpha Jasper, no matter how perfect a copy may be, it will never be me."
Alpha Jasper didn’t even spare her a glance. Instead, he turned to me, gently taking my left hand in his. His voice was deep, filled with emotion.
"Cynthia, will you marry me?"

In my past life, I personally dug up two alien meteorites, handing the blue one that granted "Frost Mastery" to my childhood friend, Mike. He repaid me by sealing me inside an ice wall, cursing me to "die like a piece of trash" in the minus 70-degree blizzard.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the initial blast site.
This time, I didn't even spare him a glance; I stuffed both meteorites into my pocket.
I transformed a missile silo into a doomsday bunker, brought my parents inside, and stockpiled ten years' worth of supplies.
When Mike arrived with a gang of thugs to smash my door down, I stood in the warm command center, watching half his face rot with frostbite on the monitor.
I didn't open the door.
This time, I am sending back the despair of my past life tenfold.

In my last life, I shoved my wife Sarah out of the path of an oncoming car and ended up critically injured myself.
My mother-in-law, determined to get her hands on my savings, secretly switched my medication with cheap knockoffs and left me permanently infertile.
Then she showed up at my office and made a huge scene, pressuring me to quit my job and become a full-time househusband.
As for her and Sarah? They had the nerve to move in some so-called lover who could "carry on the family line," then used my hard-earned money to support him under my own roof.
When the apocalypse hit, they locked me in a room and fed me to that infected homewrecker.
Now that I've been given a second chance, I look at the three parasites standing in front of me—mocking me, acting self-righteous...
I feel no anger. Only amusement.
Fourteen days until the zombie outbreak, and they're still dreaming about how to bleed me dry.
This time, I'm taking back every cent they stole from me—with interest.
And when the end finally comes, I'll be sitting inside my impenetrable safe house, watching with ice in my veins as they turn on each other in despair.

My aunt was terrified I'd end up with a human. So she arranged a marriage herself.

The groom? Kael Voss. Alpha heir to the most powerful pack on the East Coast.

I had a Moonstone Mate Necklace custom-made for the occasion. Global commission. A hundred and eighty thousand dollars.

The day I went to pick it up, it was snatched right out of my hands.

The woman who took it? Chloe Hart. Kael's so-called childhood best friend.

She looked me up and down like I was a stray dog that had wandered in off the street.

"A hundred and eighty grand? Sweetheart, you can't even afford the tax."

Then she told me to get on my knees. Right there, in front of the whole store. Scream three times, "I'm a worthless stray Omega and I know my place."

I didn't kneel.

I threw her own words right back in her face and put her on the floor with one kick.

That's when Kael walked in. My fiancé. The man I'd never met until that very moment.

And damn... he was gorgeous.

I'll be honest, I'm shallow. Always have been. That face hit every single thing on my list.

So I walked right up to him, gave him my sweetest smile, and said, "Hi. I'm Judy. Your fiancée."

While I bled to death locked in a storage room, my fiancé Adrian was holding my sister's hand, comforting her.

He hung up on my final call for help, leaving only a voicemail: "If anything happens to Lena, the engagement is off."

My sister once said her birthday wish had always been for me to disappear.

That night, her wish came true early.

But my soul never left.

I watched everyone gather around her, singing happy birthday.

As she blew out the candles, I whispered in her ear:

"Enjoy it while it lasts. This will be your last birthday."

In my last life, my boyfriend's childhood best friend handed out jars of homemade sunscreen on the boat ride to the island. I'm a marine bio major — one sniff and I knew the mix had something in it that could drive the island's feral hogs into a frenzy. I told everyone to throw them out.
They did. But Brynn didn't look at the group. She looked at me. Eyes red, jaw tight. "You just can't stand seeing people appreciate anything I do, can you?" She turned and ran into the woods alone.
We searched for her all night in a storm. By morning we found her body at the bottom of the cliffs.
A week later, at her memorial bonfire on the beach, every person who'd gotten hurt during the search turned on me. My boyfriend ripped off his bandage and showed his stitches. "If you hadn't humiliated Brynn in front of everyone, she'd still be alive."
Someone said I should burn for what I did to her.
Then hands on my back. The fire. I burned alive on the sand while seventeen people watched.
I opened my eyes. Salt air. Engine noise. I was back on the boat — the morning of the trip.

The day I came home carrying the Royal Pack's highest honor, the one that names its strongest warrior, I pictured Irene's proud smile waiting for me, and Chase's arms wrapping around me.

Then I cross into Crescent Moon Pack territory and the smell hits me. Blood, thick enough to make me gag.

I claw through the scorched wreckage like something possessed, not even noticing my nails tearing, blood running down my fingers.

And then I find her. Irene, the one person who'd ever shown me real kindness, lying in the ash. Not breathing. Gone.

Three scents linger in the air, all of them familiar: Garrett. Ivy. And Chase.

I follow the scent to the lakeside lodge, and that's when I hear Chase, his voice dripping with that same gentle warmth I used to love. "Who cares about Irene, as long as you're happy."

Something in my head just snaps.

"Traitors don't get to live."

Tonight, they're all going to join Irene in death.

I've run a pet rescue shop for five years. I've lost count of the animals I've saved. Around the neighborhood, people call me the good Samaritan of Main Street. My husband, Adam Carter, and I have been married five years, and he's always been gentle and attentive.

It's a rainy night in late fall, and I come across an injured starling in the alley on my way home, its wing broken.

The second I scoop it into my arms, a man's voice cuts through the dark.

"Tomorrow night, eight o'clock. Whatever you do, don't go home. Your husband's going to sneak out with your best friend, and on the road, they're going to hit someone and kill them. Then they're going to run, and they're going to pin it on you."

I look down into the starling's eyes, and the color drains out of my face.

Five years of what I thought was love, and it was just a trap waiting to close in.

A talking bird. Nobody's going to believe that if I go to the cops.

I don't even think twice. I just take the bird and head downtown.

On National College Decision Day, my two childhood best friends announced they were ditching the Ivy League to follow a scheming charity case to a garbage community college.
In my last life, I informed their parents.
It worked. Their futures were saved, but they killed me for it.
"Let go of me!"
Hayes had my wrist in a death grip, dragging me toward the edge. Ezra stood behind him, hands in his pockets.
"If you hadn't interfered, Willow would still be alive."
"Now it's your turn."
Then I was falling from the stadium bleachers.
I opened my eyes. Decision Day again.

Warning Explicit Content: Graphic sexual situations, language, triggers

New Place, New Life, New Everything...
Elicia Dewalt, an orphan from Texas with no ties to anything. Begins to find her "dream life" derailing quickly with strange occurrences and it always seems to lead back to the four gorgeous hunks at the club her first night in London.

What happens when her entire existence is blown to pieces with only a few words?

Follow Elicia as she discovers what hidden secrets have laid dormant, until her chance encounter with the four wild boys known as "The Watchmen".

When Hazel Parker moves in next door to the Forest Ranger, she feels an instant attraction but feels hurt when he rejects her initial advances. However, an encounter in the forest with him changes everything when she learns his true identity.

Strong Sexual Content

Excerpt:

Rhett slowly brought his hand up and ran it up Hazel’s body without touching it, just mere centimeters away. When he got to her neck he stopped and then reached in and grabbed Hazel’s jaw and turned her face back towards him. “You don’t have to be scared of me Hazel. I don’t want to hurt you. Show yourself NOW!” he demanded.

“You’re going to have to learn to listen,” Rhett said as he pulled her head to the side. Then, he suddenly thrust forward and sunk his teeth into her neck.

"Just so you know," Seline panted, clutching to his shoulders as her life depended on it. "I HATE YOU."
Kade's gaze darkened, and in one swift motion, he thrust into her. Hard and fast.
"I."
Thrust.
"Hate."
Thrust.
"You."
Thrust.
"Too."
Thrust. "So fucking much that if it's not for this pussy, I would have killed you a long time ago."
She smirked. "The feeling is mutual."
One arranged marriage. A peace agreement between two powerful families. What can go wrong?
Everything. Because they hate each other. So much that they don't care about the agreement. It was a hate at first sight. Blood will never cease to flow. There is only one problem. Lust.

In a world carved by blood and loyalty, a fragile truce binds two rival mafia clans—Marcellus and Dufort. As part of the peace pact, Seline Dufort is supposed to marry Luca Marcellus. But after his mysterious disappearance, she was give to Luca's cousin, Kade Marcellus, a ruthless mafia don known for burying his enemies in silence.
To him, she's a mute, docile girl—easy to control, easy to forget.
But Selina is neither. She can speak. She remembers everything. And she has one goal: destroy the man who once ruined her life.
But revenge gets complicated when hatred burns into obsession… and the man she’s meant to ruin starts looking like the only one who ever truly saw her.
What happens when the girl who swore revenge becomes the woman he can’t let go of and the silence between them is more dangerous than any war?

He kept his hand on my neck and inched closer to me. I turned my head slightly and he took the opportunity to nuzzle his nose in my neck. Taking a deep breath, his hand slid from my throat and wrapped around my waist.

What? I was confused and scared.

"You always smell so good." He said.

Suddenly the bell rang.

"I-I need to get to class" I whispered, touching his shoulders and lightly pushing him back.

His eyes immediately hardened as he roughly grabbed my neck and slammed me back into the wall—this time his body pressed on mine.

"You'll leave when I say you can." He said as his other hand snaked into my hair and gripped it softly.

"Did you really think just because our parents are getting married things would change for you?"

Joella Stevens is a straight A student and junior in high school. She's very sweet and soft spoken. Her mother has been dating for a while but she has never brought anyone home to meet her. That is until one man pops the big question.
Joella finds herself struggling to stay calm when she learns that her mom's new fiancé is the father to her longtime bully, Haden Cooper.
Haden Cooper is a Senior and captain of the football team. He's very handsome and charming but there is a dark/controlling side to him and a hidden family history Joella has yet to learn of. Joella tries to avoid him, but she can't seem to get out of his grasp. Things only start to get more intense once Joella and her mother move in with Haden and his father.

A prince, rumored to be son of the Devil.
He is the definition of Danger.
He is the Darkness itself.
A princess. Imprisoned in her own home, only to come out once she gets married.
But married to whom?
Once upon a time, the Devil fell in love with one of the King’s many wives. One night he went to her room disguised as her husband and made love to her. She got pregnant with his child. Knowing this The King ordered her execution believing his wife cheated on him, but then the Devil appeared to the king making him a deal. In exchange for great power for his Kingdom, the King will let his wife Sire The Devil’s Child. The King who was greedy for power agrees to the deal and his Kingdom becomes one of the most powerful Kingdoms and the Devil’s Child the seventh Prince of the Kingdom.
Being a princess probably sounds nice. A life full of luxury, beautiful dresses and nice shoes but for Hazel, there is nothing nice about being a princess. She can never go outside the palace, she can never have friends, she can never eat or say or wear whatever she wants and she can never choose the person she is going to marry. Soon she’s getting married to a man she has never met, a prince rumored to be Son of the Devil.

"A human mate to a Lycan? That’s unheard of," yet here I am, trapped in the Alpha King's bedroom.

I tried to run, but he grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back. "Say that again. I dare you," he snarled, his face inches from mine. I expected him to snap my neck. Instead, an electric current surged between us, silencing my scream. His eyes turned pitch black—demonic.

He hates humans. He slaughtered my family. But now, he’s looking at me like I’m the only thing that matters. "My primal side cannot be suppressed," he whispered, his voice vibrating through my chest. He claims he has no interest in a human slave, yet he demands I sleep in his bed every night. I am his enemy, his slave, and his greatest weakness.

And tonight, the beast is hungry.

These women might have been born misfits, but that doesn't stop them from finding love.

*Hybrid Misfit: A stripper with special DNA finds out the fate of the world depends on her. Good thing she's got two men to help her out in and out of bed.

*Siren Misfit: A mermaid terrified of the ocean with a killer voice. Literally. She thinks she's doomed until a brash Viking comes into her life.

*Bunny Misfit: Being a bunny in a family of wolves leads to Claire running away from home. But when her BFF needs someone to investigate a possible lead on her missing parents, Claire hops to the rescue.

*Dragon Misfit: All her life she's hidden her true self, but then she meets Urion. Tall, dark, and arrogant, he invades her dreams and ignites her world.

The Misfits is created by Eve Langlais, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

It has been years now since the wild beasts took over the world . They might look human, but do not be deceived they are monsters, and they have almost wiped out the entire human race. 'We' are part of the few surviving humans in what was once known as the United States of America. We hide ,we fight for food ,we keep each other safe, and most importantly, we do whatever it takes to survive. They call themselves 'werewolves' ,half man and half beast the most vicious monsters on this planet . Some say they were The First creatures to exist before humans and now they are back to take back the world. Some humans even worship them as Gods.Nobody knows how they came to exist or why ... maybe it's a sign... maybe this is the end of the world.

(copyright2024)

"I remember him like the way he looks at me in sleepless nights. He whispers to me in my dreams but in reality, he's a jerk, a playboy."

Meet the nerd girl of her school "Amanda Parker". She doesn't want to be a nerd but she has no choice left so she became one.

Meet "Cole Maxwell" the playboy of his school. The most egocentric & sarcastic jerk ever.

And The Bet which changes their life - The playboy becomes a nerd and the nerd becomes a playgirl.

Despite all the drama and fights will they get to know each other?

Join Amanda & Cole on their journey of discovering each other a little closer than they would have thought eventually......

Being the billionaire CEO of one of the biggest companies in New York has its perks.

But who has time to explore them when you're too busy fighting your demons though?

Revenge is all I wanted and I got it, but when a reminder of my past comes bulldozing into my life in the form of Kate Rossi, I realised I had left out something important in my plan for revenge.

And I was going to correct it. Soon.

I hope she'll be a fool -that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful, little fool.
~F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby.

In this book, she is not.

An enemies to lovers book

"I saw the danger in you the moment you walked into my classroom." He was going to kiss me. "My trouble." -----------------------------
Fahmeen met Rolf for the first time in a theater, however the next day, they meet again in high school - one as the student and the other as her teacher! They struggle to fight against their growing desire for one another, and the classroom plays a great part in revealing themselves to each other unlike anyone before them. Fahmeen has to keep her feelings a secret from those she loves the most. Her best friend remains unsuspecting and so does her mother as Professor Rolf suggests private tuition at Fahmeen's home. Insecurities and her demons act as obstacles through her journey of high school and this forbidden, now blooming romance.

"Every woman is unique, elegant and graceful. You just have to bring it out."

After borrowing and giving all her savings to her beloved boyfriend to use in getting materials for his project which he believes would fetch them millions.
Athena was happy, believing in everything he said, even if that money was all her parents left for her for her upbringing.

Fortunately, Frank won the project and the money started coming in as his social status started rising but soon, Athena wasn't his type of woman anymore.

Broken on the day he told her so, Athena went to a bar to drink in sorrow but she ended up waking up in a man's bed the next day. But who would have expected that a one night stand will not only change her life but would bring her closer to a man who recognized himself as her Tutor.

She is the master of her ordinary life: a mother, a wife, a lover of late-night coffee, and a connoisseur of quiet, mundane routines. What her sleeping family—and the entire world—doesn't know is that she is also a witch, and her mundane schedule is the only thing keeping her volatile secret safe.

But the night air is heavy with danger she can no longer ignore. A deep, unsettling growl pulls her from the calming glow of the TV. An irresistible, deep-seated urge overrides all logic, drawing her to the window.

She isn't met with terror, but with two massive, inviting red eyes belonging to a jet-black wolf—a creature as tall and powerful as a truck. Instead of fear, she feels a potent curiosity, an unexpected comfort that makes her step out into the night and run her fingers through his dark, electric fur. In that touch, her carefully constructed world shatters, replaced by a sudden, protective warmth and a dangerous sense of belonging.

The wolf is no phantom. He is the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, and he came to observe the strange scent he detected nearby. But nothing prepared him for the woman who smells of both wolf and witch, and whose touch sends a forbidden shock through his powerful body. She is not his fated mate, yet the desire to protect her is instant and overwhelming.

When the black wolf returns the following night, she doesn't hesitate. She climbs onto his massive back, leans into his ear, and whispers a command she instantly regrets: "Take me away."

Her quiet life is a lie, her family is asleep, and the colossal wolf who haunts her nights has just become her ride into the heart of a dangerous, hidden world.

Warning: this story contains mature contents 18+
"Oh shit Rinna stop fucking teasing me", Kieran groaned as he watched Rinna ride him.
"Yes baby call my name l like it", Rinna giggled as she teased him more

The Temptation...... Rinna O'shea

"Lower your eyes mate"
He said with a hint of warning in his tone.

She didn't flinch under his cold fingers coiled around her neck, instead with a smirk on her bruised lips,she looks back at him.
Daring to defy him.

"Submit!"
He growled at her this time, frustrated with her ability to infuriate him to the extent of forcing him to hurt her.

"Many have tried mate"

"I am not others Vera. I am your mate. Your superior. Submit this instant!"
She again smiled, managing to roll her eyes at him.

"You can try . But remember,you will never succeed in it.

He wanted her to submit.Badly.

But little did he knew that his mate was not an ordinary Luna who happily submits to her mate's whims and needs.
She was who they all popularly call as

"The rebel"

The mysterious protector of good and savior of women.
The man who gives justice to the inequality created by men.
If only they knew he was a women instead.
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"The day I submit to a man will be the last day of my life mate. Vera Red was born as a rebel, will live as a rebel and will also die as a Rebel.

With or without a cause"

Evelyn Cross swore she would never return to Hollow’s End; the cursed town that destroyed her family. But when her estranged father dies, she is dragged back into a world of whispers, resentment, and secrets buried in blood.
The Hollow remembers.
Every night, something stalks the woods. Every morning, another body is found mutilated, marked with symbols tied to Evelyn’s bloodline. The townsfolk blame her return for waking the curse, and old friends turn hostile.
Her only ally is Daniel Ward, a brooding outsider with his own haunted past, assigned to help investigate the killings. Their connection is undeniable but dangerous. Daniel believes love is a weakness, while Evelyn believes love destroys anyone who comes near her.
And then there is Jonas Hale, Evelyn’s childhood best friend turned sheriff. Once in love with her, now bitter and broken, Jonas resents her return but can’t let go of what they lost. His obsession may cost them all.

His words were creating a pool of lust and desire in my scolding core, and I longed for his threats to become reality. I bit back my moan, massaging his tight behind with my hands while he kissed my heated skin.
"How bad is this? For your job?" He groaned, still not making any effort to stop.
"Bad. You're my student." He pulled back, and I thought for a moment he might have come to his senses, but then I felt the tug of my t-shirt up my body. It was so hot, so forbidden, that I just couldn't stop. I wanted it just as badly as he did. I wanted to be naughty.
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Jennifer is a Senior Economics student at MU who considers herself to be quite the introvert. So what happens when she meets a handsome tattooed man at the bar, takes him to her bed, and then falls in love? What about when she discovers that he's actually her Art Professor? Follow this forbidden love story between Jen and Joel, two very different people who learn to grow both individually and as a pair.

WARNING! THIS BOOK IS FOR MATURE AUDIENCES AND CONTAINS GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF SEX AND VIOLENCE.

“No, you need to leave,”
“You will find a Warrior ten years after that who will protect you in your quest. Do not guard your heart against him, for he is your mate. ”


A stone that grants eternal life. It's her job to keep it safe. It's his job to protect her at all costs.

Jack Justice didn’t believe in love or the power of the human spirit and was fresh out of faith. But that all changed when he saved Lady Nora from bandits and discovered she was the Guardian of a Philosopher’s Stone. He had never met her before, but she haunted his dreams for as long as he could remember.

With the gift of eternal life, Nora has been searching for a hundred years for the Scholar, the Healer, and the Fox, so together, they may use the stone for good and keep it away from evil intent. She is convinced that Jack is her Warrior and will protect her in her journey. All she has to do is teach him it’s safe to love, trust someone else, and depend on them to help you achieve your goal. Can Nora restore Jack’s faith in love? Will Jack give up all he knows for a dangerous adventure?

I cover my breasts with my arms and stay gazing at the fire. This all feels intensely good, my body feels as if it has been waiting a life time.
He even untied my braids and moves the loose hair away from my neck. My private area feels like it is pulsating. I close my eyes as he heavily kisses the side of my neck.

"I will be gentle at first. Come to bed." At first.

I hear him take a few steps back and stop. With a brave, deep breath I slowly turn around.

I see the red flames in his eyes as they grow wide, glued to the sight of my heavy breasts. I see his cock twitch.

"Fortune has favoured me."

"Come to me, wife."

Hunter Eldridge had a very happy life with a wife he adored until, the night of his birthday, a mysterious person in the shadows attacks them. His wife is lost to him, and his life transformed, in a way he'd never expect. One day, he is shaken to his core by a female scent that smells exactly like his wife. Believing that it's a sign from Eliza, he searches for her, hoping to find long-lost love, and the peace within he craves. Little did he know, what untold truths would be revealed, and would lead to circumstances beyond his wildest dreams. Will he be able to protect his soulmate? or will history repeat itself as he battles the powers lurking around him trying to prevent his happiness?

Angela currently plunges into poverty that forces her to went into prostitution where she sells her body to keep her two younger siblings alive, paying their school fees and put food on their table at least twice a day.

Despite experiencing the whip of life, she didn't lose hope. She believes one day she will be freed from prostitution, she will feel loved, respected and cared for. She still believes there's someone who will come to hold her hand and help her to get out of the mud. And the person who's going to save her is her childhood friend who went abroad to study way back seven years ago.

What if her childhood friend came back all of the sudden? Is she will going to reveal her secret as a prostitute just to make her save by him? Or hide it just to make her man stay in her life?

Is it possible for a prostitute like her to have a happy ever after to a knight shimmering shining armor like in books and fairytales?

Let's find out in The Prostitute.

One tech entrepreneur, one blond bombshell, and two rival dating sites.When Dani Bennett lands a new marketing job, she can't wait to prove herself. But her excitement fizzles when her new boss insists she create an online dating profile to spy on the competition. Quitting isn't an option; she needs the money. Now, she must meet the charming guy who's been messaging her. Dani, however, has played this game before. She knows exactly what he's after—what they're all after. It's a good thing she has a foolproof plan to keep her date from being interested in her.Bryce Delaney works hard to keep scammers from infiltrating his dating website. He'll do anything to keep his clients and his company safe, like asking a potential corporate spy to meet him for coffee. When the woman turns out to be more hobo than hottie, he's intrigued. She has no idea he founded the dating website, and he plans to keep it that way until he can uncover her agenda.As one date leads to another, sparks fly. Dani knows a relationship built on lies will never work, but she's not the only one with a secret. Will the truth bring her and Bryce closer or send them back online to find someone else to love?

“On your back,” Aurora snarled, her claws raking down his chest, drawing crimson lines that healed in glowing brands. Jazz bucked beneath her, his massive cock throbbing deep in her clenching pussy, fangs bared in submissive ecstasy. “Taste me first. Worship this pussy like it's your undoing,” she commanded, grinding down as his tongue plunged into her slick heat, devouring her cream. “

Aurora Moon is a wolf who doesn’t bow to anyone. As the fierce princess of House Varex’s werewolf mafia, she’s sworn to protect her pack in a city ruled by supernatural crime families. But when an ancient relic binds Aurora’s fate to a vampire’s, all her feral strength can’t guard her heart. Jasper “Jazz” Azelle is a silver-tongued vampire from a rival House a man who wears submission like a tailored suit, and power like a hidden blade. He enters Aurora’s life as an enemy, yet a cursed artifact’s whisper soon entwines them in a prophecy neither can escape.

Alone.
Scared.
Kicked out.
I have always lived in survival mode. I've been fighting for my existence ever since I was born. Whoever gave birth to me, dumped me in a trashcan, leaving me to die.
I survived, and was put into the foster system. Again, I was fending for myself until my eighteenth birthday when my foster mother kicked me out because her son was getting a little too handy.
I find myself living on the streets, until an email changes everything.
An acceptance letter to an elite university where nobody applies to, they get chosen.
Why me?
I can't afford the luxury of denying. I either go, or I stay homeless, so the choice is easy.
I walk into a world I didn't even know existed, receiving things I don't deserve.
Why am I here?
And why are the richest three boys on campus whose families rule everything, always following me?

In "The Bodyguard," Warren a highly trained ex-seal operative, is assigned to protect Kiara, a senator wife who has been receiving death threats. As Warren delves deeper into the case, they uncover a web of secrets and betrayal. With danger lurking at every turn, Warren must use his skills and wits to keep Kiara safe while unraveling the truth behind the threats. Along the way, they develop an unexpected bond, making his mission even more personal. Can Warren outsmart the unknown enemy and save Kiara before it's too late? Find out in this gripping tale of suspense and protection!

A modern-day romance.

Billionaire Ace Brightly is the owner and CEO of Pure Fashion Industries, with a reputation for being cold and arrogant. Everyone tries their best to avoid him at all costs.

Then enters Zurielle Summers.

After a run-in, first meeting, she stands up to him and doesn’t take his disrespect. She has no idea he is the CEO. She scolds him in front of his staff and their reactions are priceless.

Thinking she is employed at his company, Ace makes it his mission to find out who she is and what sector she works in. Every time they run into each other it's a disaster; arguing with each other while the staff watch on as though it's an episode of their favourite soap opera.

From biker gangs, to glitz and glamour, this story has it all. Tragedy, drama, humour, romance, fashion and most of all Love, Vogue and a hot CEO.

“On your hands and knees,” he commanded.
His voice was filled with weight and urgency
and I immediately complied before he steered my hips.
Our bodies slapped together with a punishing, angry rhythm.
I grew wetter and hotter as I listened to the sound of us fucking.
“Fuck, your pussy is insane.”

After a hot, one-night stand with a stranger she meets at a club, Dalia Campbell doesn't expect to see Noah Anderson again. Then Monday morning comes around, and the person that walks into the lecture hall as a professor is the same stranger from the club. Tensions run high and Dalia tries her best to stay away from him because she doesn't want to get distracted by anyone or anything - there's also the fact that he's strictly off-limits - but when she becomes his TA, the lines of their professor/student relationship get blurred.

“Do you really think I am going to put my hand in that shitty—Ah!”
He caught me by the ear, hauling me onto my tiptoes and dragged me towards the bin.
“I said: Pick up the book.”
I felt his words like the tightening gripping around my ear, stretching and aching, that almost brought tears to my eyes.
Maybe it was the pain or the humiliation, or both, but my face was flaming red.
Having no way out, my brain impulsively obeyed. I slowly lowered myself on my knees, much against my disbelief, and picked up the book.
How does a man of God could be so diabolical, mercurial and ruthless?
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Six years ago, Father Gabriel Sullivan washed the blood off his hands and picked up the rosary. He traded the expensive suit to become the man of the cloth and never looked back.

He has never broken a vow of priesthood. Until Sienna Emerson stormed into his school and promised to bring hell with her if he didn’t bend the rules. And for the first time in six years, the devil within him has awakened. And with every fibre of his black heart, he wanted her. To kiss her. To take her. To ravish her.

***This novel includes a love story of a priest and lots of blasphemy, but it is not intended to offend or provoke.

Olivia Wilson's life like a fairy tale turned upside down in just one single night. A night that took her everything and gave her only a tag in return and the tag was "The Traitor's Daughter". A tag that she was determined to remove.

Olivia Wilson was living a perfect life till the age of 12. Her life was fulfilled with happiness and the people who used to increase her happiness more were The Alpha's Sons who are non-identical triplets. They promised to protect her and prayed to the Moon Goddess to make them her mates. Everything in her life seemed to go perfect until one day, her father Oliver Wilson was falsely accused by the Gamma, of killing the Luna and paralyzing the Alpha. Her life took an opposite turn, everyone who used to love her started hating her. The Triplets who promised to protect her turned into the ones she needs to be protected from. She started facing thousands of brutal torture and the Gamma who was involved in those dirty games made her life a living hell.

All those hurtful words and torture couldn't tame her, she was determined to prove her father's innocent but one thing that broke her completely was when her acceptance of the prayer she made in childhood turned into her worst nightmare. And what made it worse was they had other plans than rejecting her.

Note: This book is a collection of "The Traitor's Daughter" and "Nothing More than a Bully".

Saphira White has spent her life as an outcast, unloved, ignored, and falsely accused of a crime she didn’t commit. Abandoned by her mother and raised in the ruthless Silvermoon Pack, she’s treated as nothing more than a shadow. When her step-sister Ruby brands her a murderer, the pack delivers the cruellest punishment of all: exile to the Matchmaker, the most feared institution in supernatural history.

No one escapes the Matchmaker unscathed. The process is simple, each participant is paired with a supernatural being, often sealing their fate. Death is the most common outcome, and Saphira expects nothing less. But when the impossible happens, she is matched with a creature so legendary, and so powerful. Nikolas Arrax.

After an unexpected turn of events, Saphira finds herself among the Arrax pack and mates with Nikolas. With him, they navigate a world of corruption, deception, and destiny. As she walks this new path, familiar faces resurface, bringing secrets to light. Her heritage, once a mystery, begins to unravel, revealing a truth that may change everything.

Book 2 is now live: The Heir of Flame and Fang

In a world where gods are worshipped, feared, and quietly doubted, ancient legends still walk among mortals.

Xyra, a nimble thief surviving in the shadowy backstreets, believes her fate has finally turned when she steals a heavy purse from a solitary traveler. Little does she know, she has just pickpocketed Magnus Coleman, the most dangerous sorcerer in the land.

Magnus is not just a demon hunter; he is a man burdened with secrets and a heavy purpose, whispered about in hushed tones. He is on a quest for the long-lost Lazufeer talismans—artifacts older than kingdoms, said to hold the power to alter destiny itself and even challenge the gods.

Determined to follow him, Xyra is driven by greed but soon realizes that this journey is about more than just survival; it’s about the rewriting of fate. As they traverse cursed lands, ruined cities, and battlefields haunted by monsters and ancient sins, they find themselves pursued by cultists, warlords, and forces that defy comprehension.

In this chase, Xyra discovers that some treasures come at a cost far greater than gold. If the Lazufeer talismans are found, the world will not just change—it will be rewritten. And in the wrong hands, even the gods themselves may fall. As the line between myth and reality blurs, she must navigate the storm of destiny to carve out her own path in this battle for belief and survival.

Jess has a secret that she has been keeping from her family. She is an agent for the Department of the supernatural. She has been working for them since she was 16, but now aliens have landed, and Jess knew that they were coming, and she knows what they want. She has to get her family away from civilization and into the mountains where they will be safe. What Jess does not expect to find in the mountains is her boss Kieran, the man who broke her heart back when she first joined the department. Jess has to train her family how to fight while keeping her feeling under control as she prepares for war. She must work alongside her friends, family, Kieran and civilians to make sure that the aliens leave and that they will not or cannot come back.

PROLOGUE.

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My name is Ixora Rhodes, I'm 19.

Three years ago, my best friend's father was gruesomely murdered.

Evelyn-my best friend, was very sure of who the murderer was, and as the richest girl in the country, the cops were ready to arrest anyone she pointed at.

As Evelyn's best friend, I thoughtlessly supported her too, so when she pointed fingers at Warren as the murderer, i believed it and even testified against Warren in court.

Warren Creed was a brilliant medical student, and as an hated son in his family, no one stepped up for him.

Nailing him was easy, his alibi and evidence of innocence were rendered useless.

Warren was sent to jail, but three years later, I found out that Evelyn lied.

Evelyn actually asked Warren out, but he had turned her down bluntly, prompting her to angrily frame him for her father's murder.

Warren already spent three years in jail before the truth surfaced, but he was released immediately.

But then... he's not the same innocent Warren who got arrested anymore.

Jail changed him to a self-acclaimed god of his own purgatory, a hedonist who draws pleasure from playing wicked mind games.

Unluckily for me, Evelyn died in an accident same day he was released, leaving him with me as his only prey.

Just me-the girl who testified falsely against him.

Nothing would stop him from ruining my life, crushing my existence, and trampling on my soul under his feet.

He's out for blood...for revenge, but the lurking devil inside him suddenly wanted something more than that.

Something crueller, primal, and darker.

Something that'd make me cry blood, crawl, and beg shamelessly at his mercy.

What is it?

Find out in this bumpy ride

Each of his touches burns like a flame, causing her body to betray her sanity and crave more. Between the cold of the lab and the flames of passion, Aria finds herself in a vortex from which there is no escape. Her body is awakening, and he - is waiting for her to fall completely.
There are some longings that, once awakened, cannot be extinguished... He is no ordinary human - he possesses the blood of an ancient dragon race.
And she, is his destined mate.


Aria：I shifted in his lap, straddling him, my dress now bunched uselessly around my waist, the water lapping gently around us. I slid my hands over his chest, feeling the steady thud of his heart beneath my palms. Faster now. Wild.
He gasped softly when I leaned in and kissed the corner of his mouth—tentative at first, then deeper. His hands gripped my hips, not to push me away but to anchor me, as if he feared I might dissolve.

Lean：The second I saw her, every part of me screamed to move, to reach out, to grab her hand and never let go. Her scent hit me the second we brushed past each other—faint, but sharp enough to cut straight through me. My hands twitched with the urge to move—to sink into her hair, to hold her face and drink her in—but I forced them into fists at my sides. 
I couldn’t. I shouldn’t. Every ounce of control I had left went into holding myself back.

“What are you doing in my room, Kade?” I demand, my analytical brain frantically calculating his proximity as I back against the locked door. “Our agreement is purely transactional. A fake relationship for the media.”

He steps into my space, his tall frame cutting off the light, eyes dark with a reckless heat that doesn't match his usual icy control. He grabs my wrist gently, pinning it to the wood, his lips brushing my ear as his voice drops into a gravelly whisper.

“The cameras aren’t watching us right now, Doc,” he rasps, his chest pressing against mine. “So stop lying to me. And stop pretending your heart isn't beating just as fast as mine.”

She’s the elite clinical psychologist, sharp, guarded, and hired to dissect the minds of the world's most dangerous drivers. But she’s harboring a dark past and secrets that could ruin her career if the paddock ever finds out.

He’s the ruthless F1 champion, arrogant, emotionally locked down, and drowning in a family crisis he refuses to let the world see. He doesn't trust anyone, least of all the brilliant woman hired to evaluate him.

To survive a relentless corporate nightmare and a media circus, they agree to a dangerous game: a fake relationship.

They are supposed to be playing a part.
They are supposed to keep their distance.

But as a shadowy predator begins closing in on her perimeter, and a midnight rooftop kiss shatters their clinical boundaries, their twisted arrangement ignites something far more volatile than a racetrack with pure desire.

In a world where trust is a liability and secrets are weaponized, falling for her driver might be her most catastrophic miscalculation.