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I still remember the way the air felt when it left my lungs for the last time. For five years, I was the Quiet Luna of the Blood Moon Pack. I was the wolf-less girl who wasn’t supposed to be there, the one the Omegas mocked and the elders ignored. I thought Nikolai Grey was the kind brother—the safe choice. I loved him through every cold look, and every night he left me alone because I couldn't give him a pup. I was his wife, but to him, I was just a prophecy to be fulfilled. And when I didn't fit the mold? He didn't just discard me. He ended my life in front of everyone. But the Moon Goddess gave me a second chance. I woke up five years ago. The Knight family expects me to marry a Grey. They think I’m going to choose the charming, smiling Nikolai again. They’re wrong. I’m done being the victim. If I’m going to survive this life, I don’t need a husband; I need a weapon. I need the brother Nikolai is terrified of. The one they call a monster because he doesn't know how to pretend. Alexander Grey. He’s ruthless. He’s cold. He’s the Alpha everyone avoids in the hallways. I walked right up to him, ignored the warning growl in his chest, and asked him to marry me. Nikolai thinks he’s getting a submissive bride. He has no idea that this time, I’m bringing his worst nightmare home to dinner.

Mia Williams spent ten years loving Kyle Branson, the ruthless billionaire CEO who never truly saw her. Their marriage was nothing more than a cold contract — a deal where she was his wife in name only, while his heart belonged to another woman. She stayed silent, hoping one day he would finally notice her love. But when his first love returns, Mia realizes she has been invisible all along. Pregnant with his twins and broken by his betrayal, Mia makes the hardest decision of her life — she signs the divorce papers and walks away. Only after losing her does Kyle discover the truth: the quiet wife he ignored was the only person who ever loved him without conditions. Now, the billionaire who once refused to look at her is willing to risk everything to win her back. But Mia is no longer the woman who waited for his love. Can a broken marriage be saved? Can a man who lost everything earn a second chance? A heartbreaking billionaire romance about contract marriage, betrayal, divorce, redemption, and the unforgettable woman he should have treasured from the beginning.

Avery watched her boyfriend Ryan cheating with her half sister Zara right in front of her eyes on the Mating Day, the day she was meant to be claimed by Ryan as his chosen mate. The worse thing is that Ryan and Zara had the right to do so, because they just found out they were fated mates. Heartbroken, Avery fleed into the forest, only to fell into the arms of a dangerous stranger whose scent triggered her mating heat. Avery believed he was a rogue, so she just wanted one night of forbidden passion in the dark and ran away the next morning without even knowing what he looked like exactly. However, after she got home, she panicked as she found out she was marked by that stranger... Avery's father threatened to kill her if she couldn't secure a husband who could accept her. Just when Avery thought no one would want a marked girl, Alpha Gideon choose her as his bride, and something about him just seemed familiar....

SEVEN DAYS BEFORE MY WEDDING, I walked into our bedroom and found my neurosurgeon fiancé cheating with my cousin. Six months later, Oliver and Vanessa are married, my humiliation is office coffee-break gossip, and I've done everything possible to disappear off the face of the earth. Then I find out my grandmother is dying. This birthday might be her last, and I refuse to let my ex take that from me too. Problem is, going means facing my own personal nightmare head-on: Oliver and Vanessa, happy and married, right in front of me, while the rest of my family looks at me like I'm a walking tragedy. That's when Simon Hart—my billionaire boss, arrogant as hell, and the only man who can irritate me, make me laugh, and dismantle every single one of my defenses in the same conversation—makes me an absolutely ridiculous proposal. "Just think about it." He spreads his hands. " You’re tired of everyone pitying you. I’m rich as hell, handsome as hell, and charming as hell. Who's going to feel sorry for you when you show up with Simon Hart on your arm?" The problem is, he's right. I need a boyfriend to survive my grandmother's birthday weekend without turning back into the official family disaster. And Simon needs a serious girlfriend to prove to all of New York that the city's most eligible bachelor has finally settled down. It was supposed to be simple. Fake dating. Two events. Some convincing touching. Absolutely zero feelings. Until we added new terms to the agreement. No-strings s*x. No jealousy. No expectations. Just s*x. And it worked perfectly. Right up until everything went completely off the rails.
Mira Hale was adopted, overlooked, and a wolf girl who didn't shift on time. Damon Voss was cold, untouchable, and a vampire heir destined to rule the world his family built. When circumstances lead them into a public “fake relationship,” they must navigate one year, one deal, and a thousand eyes together. In a world where wolves hide, vampires dominate, and humans are nearly extinct, can a wolfless girl and a vampire lord navigate the rules of love and power without losing themselves?
Rosalie Russo was nineteen when one forbidden night with Aiden King, a Navy SEAL and her brother's best friend, ended in heartbreak. After dismissing her as a mistake and coldly pushing her away, Aiden shattered everything she thought they had. Two weeks later, Rosalie discovered she was pregnant and learned that Aiden had been engaged all along. Devastated, she vanished without a trace. Seven years later, Aiden found her struggling as a single mother. He never married his fiancée, and he had spent years searching for Rosalie. Now that he knew Lucy was his daughter, he was determined to bring his family back together. But Rosalie refused to surrender to the man who destroyed her. As a bitter custody battle unfolded and old desires reignited, they were forced to confront the truth: Aiden pushed her away to protect her from his demons, and Rosalie ran instead of fighting for them. Could two broken souls build something beautiful from the ruins of their past?
My husband was cheating on me with my best friend for six months. Six months of roses. Six months of 'you are my everything' while he was secretly betraying me. I trusted him with my whole heart. He handed it to her like a cheap gift. So when Dominic Ford showed up with rage in his eyes and proof in his hands, something in me snapped. And in that broken, dangerous place, a reckless idea was born. "An affair," I told him, meeting his gaze. "We give them exactly what they deserve." He studied me for a long moment. Then he nodded. "When do we start?" This was supposed to be about revenge. It was never supposed to become something more. It was never supposed to feel like home. Now our cheating spouses are on their knees, begging. But Dominic is looking at me like the plan just changed. And God help me, I don't want to walk away either. We agreed. No strings. No feelings. Just revenge. That was the deal. We lied. ___ WARNING: This story contains mature content.

DARK ROMANCE "Sir, I am in a dire need of loan. Its very important, my friends life is at stake. I assure you I'll try my best to return the loan asap." She breathlessly said it all. Her eyes were filled with hope and expectations. He was her last hope. "Miss Sheharzaad," Shehryaar said, while standing up from his chair causing her to instantly stand up. "Yes sir" she replied, her voice troublesome yet confident. He walked towards the other side of the table and sat on the chair parallel to her. "Keep sitting, please." He said, like a gentleman and she sat down. She tightly held her hands together. A life could be saved by his single yes. "Sir please," she pleaded. "I agree. You can have the loan, but I have a condition." "I agree to your every condition sir" she replied with a little smile of victory on her face. "Think before you speak, Miss Sheharzaad." "I trust you." "I want a one night stand with you." He dropped the bomb. ............ "Every women is nothing but a , a and you're also one of them." He said making her wriggling double against the ropes, which tied her. "You're wrong." She replied with a sheer determination in her eyes. He harshly gripped held her chin and bobbed her head up towards him. "Oh, I'll prove it to you then." He spoke with an immense intensity and a promise in his eyes. "You'll now serve me as my personal escort, Sheharzaad." He declared and threaded his fingers into her silky locks, pasting his lips on hers, her brutally. He didn't trust womankind and she was a strong woman. He wanted shatter and break her into pieces so he could satisfy himself.

I was sold for three million dollars to the man who killed my father. Dante De Luca, older, ruthless, dangerously handsome and untouchable. He didn’t buy me for a night. He bought me for a lifetime, to make me his mistress… and then, his wife. Trapped in a contract marriage, I vowed never to love him. But my body betrayed me. His possessive kisses. His punishing touch. I found myself wanting more. Craving him. Yearning for everything he gave. Dante wanted revenge, because my father killed his wife and stole his Mafia kingship. He wanted to punish me. He wanted to break me. But somewhere in his quest to cause me pain… he began to fall and save me, even from my own father. Now, when loyalty calls upon me, I’m torn. Between the man who raised me… and the man who owns my heart.

"You were promised to me, Alessia, not even death can change that." Alessia Capone was born a mafia princess, powerful last name, perfect future and zero control. At just fourteen, her parents sold her into a blood-soaked engagement with Rino Lombardi, the cold, dangerous heir of Italy’s most feared criminal empire. He was obsessed from the moment he saw her. She hated him before he even spoke. To escape that fate, she ran straight into the arms of another man. A man who turned out to be worse than her worst nightmare. Now, decades later, Rino Lombardi is back. Widowed. Ruthless. More powerful than ever. And still maddeningly obsessed with the one woman who got away. He made a vow to himself. If he can’t have her willingly, he’ll burn the world until she begs to come home. But Alessia is no longer the young girl he once knew. She’s a queen in her own right. She’ll never kneel, never submit, not even to the devil she once escaped. ...Or will she? Because the man she swore to hate may be the only one she’s ever truly belonged to. And this time, he’s not asking.

Trauma surgeon Isabella Cruz makes a desperate mistake to save her brother's life — and it hands a cartel boss the leverage to own hers. Diego needs a wife with a spotless name to shield his empire; she's the price of her brother staying alive. She barely has the ink dry on the certificate before she's kneeling in his blood-soaked warehouse, saving the men who work for him — and finding proof that someone inside his own house is trying to kill them. Now the marriage that was supposed to be a cage might be the only thing standing between Diego and a traitors he can't see.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭" Set in the sun-washed heat of Miami's Little Havana, the story follows Carmela Carlo, a sharp, calculating Italian Mafia heiress recently thrust into power after the brutal murder of her brother. With her crime empire hidden behind the crumbling walls of Trattoria Carlo, the family's once-beloved Italian restaurant, she faces enemies closing in from all sides-and a legacy soaked in blood. Enter Xavier Brooks, a gifted but down-on-his-luck Black American chef from Atlanta. He's looking for a fresh start, not a war zone. But when his bold, soul-infused cooking catches Carmela's attention, she offers him a job-and unknowingly, a seat at a very dangerous table. As Xavier brings new life to the restaurant's kitchen, the heat between him and Carmela begins to rise. What starts as guarded fascination soon turns to forbidden attraction. But behind every bite of pasta and every stolen glance lies the truth: Carmela is not just a restaurateur. She's the head of a criminal empire teetering on collapse. With a persistent detective on their trail, betrayals rising from within, and secrets bubbling just beneath the surface, Beneath The Surface explores what happens when loyalty, love, and survival are tossed into the same pot-and how far two people will go to protect what they hunger for most. This isn't just about what's beneath the surface It's about the cost of falling for someone you're not supposed to trust.

She tried to rob the wrong man. Now she's married to him — hidden inside the family that killed her father, spying on a traitor she can't name. He's using her to escape a bride he never wanted and a father he's starting to fear. Neither knows yet that the same man ruined both their lives.

Camilla is a decent girl by the books — The greatest bad thing she did was burn her own home. The other complication in her life is a secret that includes Dylan Emerton. What's absurd is that Camilla is compelled to move into Dylan's house, the alternative is being homeless. Being this close to him is futile. Camilla thinks back to her past. His touch. The pain that ensued. But Dylan doesn't. Not even in the slightest. How long will it take before their past traps them? And of what good is the undeniable attraction to each other.

New book: Alpha's moonborn mate is OUT now. Read it today8-) _____ “You know what Amara; you should never kill your desires. If you want to kiss someone just kiss them… don’t look at their lips like this!” he arched an eyebrow and stated naughtily after catching her staring at his mouth intently. They were studying in an empty library. Amara shuddered when his hands slowly encircled her waist and pulled her close. And before she could understand what was going on, he latched their lips. Oh damn… she was being kissed by the school’s most wanted guy, Alex Ragnar!!! ~~~ He was the famous football captain. She was the topper of the class. However, she was unnoticed among the group of hot sassy cheer leaders who dominated the female population. Everyone remembered her name only during exams, yeah— everyone, even the ones who never knew she existed in the class. He was one of them. This year, before the final exams, he became friends with her like any other student— for seeking her help and notes. But before the year ends and even the results are out, he'd realize that falling in love wasn't in the plan!

"And the sweet little angel couldn't keep her eyes off the devil."Sophia Watson is a normal teenager, who has a good relationship with her parents. She just moved to a new town and on the first day of school she runs into Axel Jarvis, an unlikable character, with whom she gets off on the wrong foot straight from the beginning.Axel also doesn't like Sophie. He lives a simple life in which there are many girls, but no commitments. He likes it that way, especially because he has a secret he can't have anyone knowing about. Things work great, until suddenly they can't stay away from each other.brokenheartedgirl69: i literally got tingles in my bellyRecklessDemon: ily 4 starting this bookreilly_styles: OMG this is so amazing and I love it so much please please please write more

Six years. That’s how long I gave to Gavin, helping him train, secure his spot in the minor leagues, and build his status. I thought we were destined. But when I caught him with another female in the apartment I paid for, my world shattered. Seven months later, the final insult arrives: a gold embossed invitation to his mandatory Pack Unity Cruise. He wants me there to watch him flaunt his new life. He thinks he left me a broken, packless nobody. He thought wrong. I don’t just find a plus-one to ruin his night. I march straight into the private, heavily guarded training sanctuary of Kaelen Vane—the terrifying, dominant True Alpha captain of the Boston Frost Giants, and my ex’s absolute idol. Kaelen is a lethal god on the ice and a ruthless king off it, famous for his icy detachment and a rule never to touch the same woman twice. But Kaelen is facing a suspension from the Council unless he can prove his inner beast is tamed by a steady, respectable mate. We strike a mutually beneficial, completely forbidden deal. We fake a fated-mate bond. I get to completely shatter my ex’s fragile ego on that cruise, and Kaelen gets the Council off his back. It was supposed to be a strict, business-only arrangement. But the second Kaelen’s dark, smoky Alpha scent wraps around me, my inner wolf wakes up with a roar. And Kaelen’s eyes aren't looking at me like a business partner they're glowing gold with a hunger that says he has no intention of ever letting me go

She's hiding a limp. He's been hiding something a lot longer. Sloane Deshazo is the twin who never needs help and the outside hitter who plays through everything. So when the ache in her leg gets worse, she hides it. She forges an elevator pass, ices her thigh at 2 a.m., and keeps landing kills like nothing is wrong. Until the night she can't get up off the hallway floor. Chandler has been her brother's best friend since kindergarten, and he's the only one who noticed the limp. He's also the only person besides Sloane that Dashiell, a terrified rescue terrier, will walk up to. If Dashiell is going to pass his evaluation in March, Sloane needs Chandler on the training room floor every Saturday. He's been in love with her since they were five. She has no idea. And the promise he made her in the ER could cost him his best friend. Then chemo takes her hair and her season, and every kind thing Chandler does starts to look like pity. So she pushes him away. He shows up at 7:29 every morning anyway. The girl across the hall gave her a list of things sick girls don't get to do. Number seven is him.

When my mother married billionaire Theodore Kings on my nineteenth birthday, I lost my home, my privacy and gained a stepbrother. Declan Kings. Westwood University’s golden boy. Captain of the football team. Every girl’s fantasy and my personal nightmare. He’s spent years making my life miserable, mocking my curves, stealing every ounce of peace I had and reminding me exactly where I don’t belong. Now we’re living under the same roof. He says he hates me. So why does he know my favorite flowers? Why does he remember what I eat after every workout? Why does every guy who gets too close to me suddenly disappear? Everyone thinks my stepbrother hates me. But they are wrong. Hatred would’ve been so much safer.

Right before my wedding, my fiancé, Benjamin Gray, holds another wedding at an old settlement with his true love, who has lung cancer. He holds Jennifer Robinson close and smiles tenderly at her underneath the starry sky. "According to the local customs here, the woman whose wedding is held first is considered a man's actual wife. I might have already registered my marriage with Samantha, but she's more like my mistress." Everyone cheers and blesses them as they toast each other and enter their room for the night. I witness all of this, but I don't cry or kick up a fuss. Instead, I make an appointment for an abortion. I've loved Benjamin for 15 years, but I still can't compare to Jennifer, who is my stepsister. If that's the case, I'll let him go. Later, I join a geological exploration and research team in the South Isles and am cut off from the world. All I leave behind is a divorce agreement and a divorce gift. Benjamin has never cared for me, so it's odd that he loses his mind overnight after my departure.

My boyfriend's childhood friend got knocked up. To save her rep, Quentin Palmer married her. When I asked what that meant for me—and our baby—he stayed ice-calm. "Rainee's not like you. I'm all she's got. She wouldn't survive the gossip." Like I had anyone else? Like I wasn't carrying his baby too? Later, while people laughed behind my back about the "fatherless" kid I was having, Quentin just stood there—next to Rainee, silent. That's when it hit me—love comes with a pecking order. So I ended the pregnancy. Gave up my baby... all so he could play the hero for her.

On the day of my coming-of-age ceremony, my father’s brother-in-arms pushed photos of his daughters in front of me and told me to choose a fiancee. Without hesitation, I picked the photo of the eldest daughter, Yvonne Shaw. Everyone around me stared in shock. They all knew that I was deeply in love with the second daughter, Natalie Shaw. In my previous life, I had chased after Natalie for ten years before finally marrying her. Through our marriage, she became the heiress of the Shaw family. But three years after we got married, she became pregnant with my brother’s child. Our parents were furious. They forced her to get an abortion and sent my brother away. From then on, Natalie hated me to the core. Every night, she would bring home men who looked like my brother and spend the night with them. The constant torment wore me down, and I eventually fell gravely ill and died a miserable death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to that night when I had to choose a fiancee. This time, I chose to let them be together. But what I did not expect was that Natalie had been reborn too.

On the night Theo Zeller throws a welcome party for his first love, Diana Scott, she slaps me in front of everyone just because she wants my necklace. Everyone expects Theo to at least stand up for me, his wife. Instead, he rips the necklace off my neck and hands it to Diana. "She likes it. Just give it to her," he says. For the first time, I lose control and rush forward to take it back. Diana laughs and tosses the necklace onto the blazing barbecue grill. "Since you treasure it so much, why don't you pick it up yourself?" she asks, smirking. Theo grabs my arm and warns coldly, "Don't ruin Diana's night over some worthless necklace." I break free and reach straight into the scorching grill. My flesh burns almost instantly, but I grit my teeth and pull the pendant out. "Are you insane?" Theo shrieks, panic washing over his face. He has no idea that the necklace is no ordinary piece of jewelry. Hidden inside the pendant is proof that the Zellers hired hitmen to cause an explosion and framed my father for it. My father is scheduled to be executed at 6:00 am tomorrow. Tonight is my last chance to submit new evidence and request a stay of execution. Theo thinks I'm just a jealous wife fighting over a necklace. But the truth is, I'm risking my life so my father can come home alive.

Three months into my pregnancy, I discover that the only contact Shayne Lark has pinned to the top of his chat list is his female student, Summer Solis. Suddenly, those cute stickers he's been sending in his recent conversations make sense. I refuse to torment myself over it, so I give Shayne two choices. "Either I terminate the pregnancy and divorce you, or you cut off all contact with her." Shayne says nothing. He locks himself in his study for the entire night. When he finally comes out, his eyes are red as he kneels at my feet. "She doesn't know anything. I'm the one who let my feelings get the better of me. I promise it won't happen again." After six years together, I can't bring myself to throw everything away over this one incident. Not until the day I suffer complications during childbirth… Just as I'm struggling through labor, Shayne receives a phone call. "Shayne, my parents are trying to force me into marrying someone. Please come and save me!" His hand, which has been holding mine, suddenly slips away. He turns and rushes toward the door. A sharp pain shoots through my body. Gritting my teeth, I shout after him, "Shayne, if you walk out of this operating room today, we're getting divorced!" He stops for a moment but leaves anyway. My baby cries out, but Shayne never looks back. In that moment, I realize that this three-year marriage should have ended long ago.

In this life, I personally sever all ties with Susan Lane. While she applies to a university in the capital, I make for a military academy and cut off all contact with her. When she follows me to the military academy, I sign up for a military engineering program. I proceed to hole myself up in a military facility deep within the mountains. Before I pass away, Susan begs tearfully for me to look her way one last time. I turn a deaf ear to her plea. After completing the handover for the military engineering program, I depart from this world. Meanwhile, Susan kneels before my grave. Looking as if she's aged overnight, she asks, "Alfred Grant, why did you stop loving me?"