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Sally Donne - the sole heir of the Donne family. It is a strong and prestigious bloodline. This is not as shocking as Sally's partner - an Alpha. Sally's parents died early. At the age of 16, her life fell apart, and everything changed in a negative direction. Under the care of her grandparents, Sally becomes a strong girl, not afraid of death, who stands up for justice and fights for her interests. With that in mind, Sally did not give up or care what would happen to her, continuing to fight for her life. Things gradually get worse when the hand of fate intervenes, pushing her down a dark path, especially since she is the heir to the Donne throne and the mate of an Alpha. Everything was arranged perfectly.

Jane Waleski and her best friend, Emily Zuckerman, are average achievers on a good day and losers on a bad day, but they're quite proud of it! Or so they try to convince themselves. They read only the shortest books for book reports and always have the worst project for science class. On top of that, they are hopeless romantics. So Jane and Emily form Loser Club: an exclusive club of two. But when a new science teacher shows up at their school, Jane tries to impress her and suddenly finds herself trying to be not so average. Will she have to resign as vice president of Loser Club?

"Three rules: Don't talk to me, Don't touch me, Stay out of my business." Hearing that from her supposed husband on their wedding night, Sasha White or rather Sasha Brown had to question herself about the meaning of marriage. Being married to the handsome billionaire, Michael Brown, Sasha couldn't explain her joy course as fate will have it, she had been crushing on him since their school days but couldn't pursue him due to the fact that it was know the whole school, that he is gay. ------------------------ Contains two books in the series.

“In psychology, every feeling differs in each other through stages, that’s why different terms are created from affection, attachment, lust, and love. My feeling for you is only pure affection, it was not lust nor love. Our attachment to each other is not that strong so we cannot assume there is love between us, even after our first sight. We’ve just met. I am uncertain about what I feel for you. Space from you is honestly what I need right now. My apologies but I cannot be with you.” It was professionally being an unprofessional story of a lover’s bump in a dump. Addictive that will surely proactive your nights. A book that will stick with you until the last pages, ages with a savage! Samantha De Vera a CEO of a fashion company is a single mother raising her twins, one with a post-traumatic condition. He can’t talk nor speak a single word, and because of him, she encountered the psycho- Psychologist Edward Liam Ackerman. With his childish acts, funny talking, and his familiar scent, he became close to her daughter and son. Sevi De Vera, wants her mother to find him a new father. Famous for being strict, arrogant, and a perfectionist person, she never finds anyone suited to her standard except her three-year-suitor David. In contrast, Sevi and Savana only want one man for their mother, her perfect opposite, Edward. How can he manage this pressure when he is already tied to someone else? Will this chunky, hunky, handsome psycho-psychologist will try to win her dumpy, grumpy heart?

After a painful breakup, photographer Ethan Vale turns to therapy to piece himself back together. But his therapist, Dr. Adrian Hale, is a strikingly handsome man in his mid-thirties with broad shoulders and a calm, commanding presence that makes Ethan’s heart race. When forbidden fantasies threaten to ruin everything, Ethan joins a dating app for a safe distraction and matches with “Alex”, whose warm, understanding messages feel strangely familiar. As their chats grow deeper, the similarities between Alex and his therapist become impossible to ignore. One phone call in the middle of a session shatters the truth: Alex has been Adrian all along. Hurt and betrayed, Ethan storms out. Yet Adrian refuses to let him walk away. What starts as anger and confusion quickly turns into raw, passionate nights filled with desire, power play, guilt, and real emotional connection. Caught between trust issues, old heartbreak, and messy boundaries, both men must decide if this forbidden love is worth fighting for. This is just the beginning. From forbidden office temptations and dangerous power plays, to rival actors whose passion refuses to stay on stage, old friendships that turn into something new and scary for them to say out loud, these addictive BL stories show rich plots of forbidden longing, fierce loyalty, healing, betrayal, and life-changing connection. Each one delivers heart-pounding tension, and unforgettable characters you won’t soon forget.

"Miss Elara, get out of my class." The icy command snapped Elara back to reality. She shot to her feet so fast her chair screeched against the floor, her heart hammering against her ribs. She blinked wildly at the imposing figure commanding the front of the room: Professor Adrian Kingsley. Confusion flared before anger could. Why was she being kicked out? She hadn't said a word! She had been sitting there perfectly quietly... Well, quietly sketching. Her gaze drifted down to the open notebook on her desk. Right in the center of the page was an incredibly detailed, charcoal rendition of the professor himself. She had captured the sharp jawline, the piercing eyes, and, for reasons she couldn't entirely justify…a set of ripped abs that definitely weren't visible beneath his tailored three-piece suit. ‘Oops.’ Heat rushed to her cheeks. Panicking, she leveled a fierce, righteous glare at him, trying to mask her guilt with pure audacity. But the emotionless ice statue didn't even blink. "Bag," he said coolly. "What?" "Take it and leave." Grinding her teeth, Elara aggressively shoved her notebook into her bag, silently vowing that this man would become the ultimate bane of her existence. She stomped down the steps, her posture rigid with fury. But just as she brushed past his podium, his deadly voice brushed against her ears. "And Miss Elara..." She paused, glaring. "If you're going to stare at your professor as though you'd like to strip him with your eyes," Adrian murmured, his gaze never leaving his lesson plans, "at least do it somewhere more discreet.” Elara's face erupted into a brilliant, mortified scarlet. "You—!" Choking on her own outrage and utterly devoid of a comeback, she flashed him a defiant middle finger, and stormed out, letting the heavy door slam behind her.