Romans Badboy Romance & Histoires Kingdom Building

He's the devil I made a deal with. Now I'm paying the price—in his bed. 🔥 I thought I knew what I was getting into. A fake fiancé. Six months. Break the engagement. Survive. I didn't know he'd look at me like that. Like he wants to devour me whole. The first time he pinned me against the wall, his breath hot on my neck, I forgot every reason this was supposed to be pretend. "Say my name," he growled. I couldn't. My brain short-circuited. So he made me. Now I'm in his bed, sheets tangled around my ankles, his hands everywhere. He touches me like I'm the only thing keeping him alive. "You're mine, Paige," he whispers against my skin. "Say it." And God help me—I do. 😩 There's a kingdom out there. Jealous women. Hidden enemies. A villain pulling strings. I don't care. Not when he's looking at me like this. Not when his lips are on my throat, and my back is arching, and I can't remember my own name. He's supposed to be the cold Duke. The unfeeling Prince. But underneath me? Above me? Inside me? He's everything. I came to him for protection. 🔥 I'm staying for the pleasure. 🥵 And if anyone tries to take this from me? They'll learn what happens when you wake a sleeping dragon. ...Because this girl? She's done playing the side character. 💋 She's claiming her man. And she's not letting go. “Reborn to die again? Hell no!”— here, survival meets sin. 😈 P.S. — You're going to need a cold shower after this one. You're welcome. ❄️

Sebastian Montez is the culinary world’s golden boy - mysterious, magnetic, and enormously influential. Two years ago, he was nothing. Now, he’s everything, and no one knows how it happened - except him. Victoria Stone isn’t supposed to fall for men like him. As a respected artist with a pristine reputation to protect, she’s built her world on control, on beauty, and on truth. Sebastian doesn't fit nicely in any of those boxes. But from the moment he looks at her, she’s hooked - wet, aching, and unable to look away, drawn to the darkness behind his charm, and the secrets hiding beneath his overnight rise to the top. And the more she digs ... the worse it gets. A scandal that ruined a beloved chef. An enormously powerful and influential singer with a reputation for cutthroat dealings who retreated to the shadows. A past that refuses to stay buried. When Victoria uncovers the truth, it should be enough to make her walk away. Instead, it pulls her even deeper. Because loving Sebastian isn’t safe, nor right. And it definitely isn’t clean. But when the past comes knocking and threatens to destroy everything, Victoria is forced to make a choice: Expose him ... or become just as dangerous as the man she loves. In a world where power is bought, secrets are currency, and love comes at a cost, how far is she willing to go? The Devil’s Favorite Chef is a dark, gripping romance filled with obsession, power plays, and twists that will keep your heart racing long after the final page.

By day, Julian Vane is the king of Blackwood City. He is the untouchable billionaire in the bespoke charcoal suits, the genius architect of hostile takeovers, and the man whose cold, sapphire gaze makes the most powerful CEOs tremble. As his executive assistant, Elena has spent two years mastering the art of staying professional while drowning in the scent of his expensive sandalwood and the magnetic pull of his presence. She thought she knew every secret in his ledger. She was wrong. By night, the suit comes off, and the beast comes out. Beneath the pristine white silk hides a canvas of ink and scars. Behind the corporate facade is the ruthless President of the Iron Vulture Syndicate—the city's deadliest outlaw motorcycle gang. Julian doesn't just run companies; he runs the streets with a heavy chain and a blood-stained patch. One wrong turn changes everything. When Elena’s car breaks down in the wrong district, she witnesses the side of Julian Vane the world was never meant to see: a man of leather and grease, commanding a legion of killers with brutal authority. He should have silenced her. He should have let the Syndicate handle the "liability." Instead, he corners her in a rain-slicked alley, the roar of his chopper still vibrating in the air. His ultimatum is simple and devastating: "Join the ride, sweetheart, or be mine anyway. You've seen the vulture beneath the suit—now you have to live with the predator." Now, Elena is trapped between two worlds. In the boardroom, he’s the demanding boss who expects perfection. In the clubhouse, he’s the dark master who demands total submission. Elena realizes that Julian doesn't just want her silence. He wants to ruin her. And the most terrifying part? She’s starting to want it, too.