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WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES AND MATURE ELEMENTS, SUITABLE ONLY FOR READERS AGED 18 AND ABOVE. Read at your own discretion. The Ice Prince and the Gang King. Blaze Arden Vaughn is the golden heir of a powerful empire, an ace medical student, and the man everyone dreams of having. Handsome, intelligent, and seemingly perfect in every way, he leaves people breathless with a single smile. Yet behind that flawless façade lies a heart colder than winter itself. Ace Daxton Anderson is his complete opposite. A notorious bad boy. A fearless gang leader. A man who lives by his own rules and never backs down from a fight. Bruises, broken knuckles, and one-night stands are all part of his world. They ruled separate territories. Until one glance changed everything. On a crowded field, the Ice Prince's cold eyes locked onto the city's hottest troublemaker. "You want me that badly? Your eyes were practically screaming it." Blaze's calm challenge ignited something dangerous. "I can smell your desire even from here." Ace hated the way his heart reacted. Hated the way Blaze could see right through him. And when the untouchable Blaze Arden Vaughn offered him a single night— "So, Ace Anderson... want to try a Blaze Arden Vaughn for tonight?" —what was supposed to be one night of curiosity became the beginning of an obsession neither of them saw coming. One cold prince. One reckless king. One night that changes everything.

I'm Kelly. Everyone calls me Speed. I'm all about control. I'm in control on the racetrack. I'm in control of my car. I'm in control of how I fought to raise my deaf little brother. I live for being in control. Except in my personal life, I have no control and I don't know how to handle it. I don't know where I fit. Should I go with what I have been taught all my life as normal or should I give in to myself and let my true desires come out. I'm Brick. When I first met Speed I could see instantly she needed someone to take control. She needed the Dom in me to help her safely explore her needs and desires. She needed to submit to me and to her true self. She needed me to guide her as she explores who she is and what she wants. She needs a safe place only I can give her to step past what was drilled into her as right and follow her heart. I'm Gretchen. I'm a bunny for the Reckless Renegades. I service the members, most of the time means having sex with them. I was ok with that. Well, I was ok with it until I met Speed. I was drawn to her instantly. I wanted to get to know her but more than that I wanted to be with her. Before I can even make a move she finds out I'm a bunny and won't speak to me anymore. Being a bunny was fine for me but now I want more. I want to help Brick to get Speed to open up. I want to be with her in every way even if that means sharing her with him and giving up my bunny was.

After being humiliated and disowned by her own pack and family the 18-year-old Noella Cindy James, goes Rouge. After tumbling in the depths of the unwanted city, she begins to challenge life. Day after day, anger, hate, malice, eating her up, she becomes bloodthirsty for revenge. A street fight occurs and she just happens to be in between, and in defence of protecting herself, she accidentally killed the king of Rouges. The crowd in happiness to be out of the rule of the king, choose Noella as their queen. With the power and authority as queen, nothing is sweeter than revenge. Isn't it? Copyright All Rights Reserved

Sports journalist Laura Jean "LJ" Renard built her career by asking the questions no one else would. Then she lands the biggest assignment of her career: six months of exclusive access to Formula 1's most untouchable driver. Jannis "The Ice King" Laurence is the reigning world champion who despises the media almost as much as the media is obsessed with him. He calls LJ "Vixen" every time she digs too deep. She calls him "Ice King" just to watch that famous mask crack. Their explosive clashes become paddock gossip, and every headline insists they can't stand each other. They're wrong. Because somewhere between private jets, race weekends, and the secrets hidden behind Jannis's carefully built walls, hatred begins to blur into something far more dangerous. LJ has a steady boyfriend back home and a career she'd bleed for. Jannis has a dark past he'll burn everything down to protect—especially his hidden younger sister. Then LJ uncovers the truth behind the scandal that shattered Jannis's life—a truth that could clear his name... or destroy everything he's sacrificed to protect. Now she's trapped between the story of a lifetime and the man she's falling for. Because the Ice King is starting to melt. And this Vixen might be the one who finally breaks him.

"Every midnight, the fastest hearts race toward the finish. The unlucky ones never make it there." When billionaire heiress Valentina De Luca inherits her father's luxury supercar empire, she also inherits a death sentence. To save everything he built, she must enter the Midnight Circuit—the world's most brutal underground racing league, where fortunes are won at full throttle and losers are buried before dawn. The only man capable of getting her across the finish line is Lucien Varga—the undefeated street-racing king, ruthless mafia heir... and the man she betrayed and left for dead. Now they're forced onto the same road as mafia families wage bloody war, assassins turn motorways into killing grounds, and every race becomes a relentless chase between life and death. But with every wound Lucien suffers, something darker awakens beneath his skin, and the monster inside him hungers for far more than revenge. She should fear him. She should run. Instead, she's falling for the one man who could destroy her. In a world fuelled by speed, blood and betrayal, love is the most dangerous gamble of all... Because on the Midnight Circuit, crossing the finish line is easy. Escaping the darkness waiting for you there is impossible.

The day before the race, I burned my car and announced my withdrawal. Overnight, my fanbase collapsed. Supporters unfollowed in droves, and casual fans turned on me just as viciously. Jasper, the man who had always treated me as his only real rival, put on a show of false concern. “Without him, the race feels too lonely. No matter what, I still hope he’ll return to the track and face me properly.” I sneered. In my previous life, the racecar I had painstakingly modified ended up identical to his. No matter how many videos I released of full recordings of every step I personally took, all Jasper had to do was tearfully tell his fans, “Then let Finn use it. He needs it more than I do. I’ll win on my own strength.” And just like that, I became the shameless thief in everyone’s eyes. Later, the moment I started my car, the components inside exploded, and I was left in a vegetative state. His fans called it karma. Even on the day my fiancée pulled out my oxygen tube and watched me die, I still couldn’t understand. Why had everything that belonged to me—my career, my girlfriend—all become Jasper’s? When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the race schedule was first announced.