Beauty

Sharon’s parents convince her to marry Tom, the only son and heir to a powerful billionaire family. To them, it’s a dream union — a promise of security, prestige, and a future beyond imagination. But behind the lavish wedding and glittering smiles lies an unspoken truth. Tom has no love for Sharon. Bound by duty and family pressure, he agrees to the marriage solely to appease his parents. In secret, Tom and Sharon sign a prenuptial agreement — a quiet pact that their union will last only three years. As months turn into years, Sharon’s heart betrays her. She finds herself falling deeply in love with the man she once viewed as distant and cold. She believes time has changed him too — that perhaps love has found its way into their marriage after all. Then, just when she begins to dream of forever, Sharon’s world shatters. She walked into their living room to find Tom seated a brown envelope on the table. Calmly, he reminds her of the agreement they made three years ago. Sharon is left speechless, her heart collapsing under the weight of reality. What she thought was love was merely borrowed time — and now, it has run out.

When billionaire Victor Ashford dies before Christmas, his will forces estranged daughter Emma and son Adrian to live together in a Swiss chalet and co-manage the family empire for one year—or lose their inheritance. Emma has hidden her sexuality as a lesbian for years. Adrian's playboy reputation masks his truth as gay. They start as enemies under the same roof. But as snow falls and temptations arrive, everything changes. Emma is drawn to three women who see through her walls. Adrian finds himself caught between three men who ignite desires he's denied. This Christmas came with secret encounters, jealous lovers and corporate warfare. And when hiding becomes impossible, they become unlikely allies—covering for each other's forbidden passions while fighting for their inheritance. This Christmas, love demands they risk everything. ⚠️ WARNING: Explicit sexual content from Chapter 6. LGBTQ+ romance (FF/MM). Polyamorous themes. 18+ only.

"Werewolves are just a fantasy. They can't exist in the real world. You don't have to say such absurd things just to claim my son as yours. Alpha, my ass!" -- Noreen. "You left me speechless, miss, and therefore you must take responsibility. I couldn't have sex with anyone after that night you marked me. Now, be my Luna, and I'll give you the world. Besides, even without a DNA test, he's definitely my son. He has a strong Alpha aura." -- Alpha Thiery. "He's my heir, the next Alpha of my pack!" Noreen Winchester never imagined that her reckless, unprotected sex with a mysterious, charming man, on the night her ex-boyfriend married her cousin, would transport her to a world she had previously only considered a fantasy. That one-night stand caused Alpha Thiery to lose all sexual desire after a beautiful, sexy woman bit his mark gland during a wild night at his uncle's bar three years ago. His inner wolf claimed that the woman, whose name he didn't even know, was his mate. But the woman was a mere human, and it was impossible for him to have Luna, a mere human. Then, after many years, the woman appeared before him again, with a boy who was every bit like himself. The problem was, the woman was not only a mere human, but also incredibly stubborn, believing that anything related to werewolves, vampires, witches, and all supernatural creatures existed only in children's fantasy tales. Alpha Thiery had to prove that he was a real being, not just a fairy tale creature. More than that, the child she bore was his flesh and blood, the next Alpha of his pack, and he had to have him. necessary, with her, too. Even if she was only a mere human.

Tragedy strikes when 5-year-old Isadora, a bright and beautiful girl, is blinded by unknown gunfire. Her devoted mother, Mrs. Lisa, is determined to restore her daughter's sight, but their financial struggles and lack of resources seem insurmountable. As Mrs. Lisa desperately seeks help, she faces rejection and heartlessness from Mrs. Elena, the wealthy and cruel wife of Mr. Frank. However, a glimmer of hope emerges when Mrs. Elena agrees to help with the surgery costs if a donor can be found within two months. Isadora's resilience and kindness shine through as she navigates her new reality, and a chance encounter with Andrew, the son of Mr. Frank, brings a sense of connection and possibility. Will Isadora's sight be restored, or will her life forever be changed by this tragedy?

When her mother marries a billionaire, she’s dragged into a world she never asked for… private jets, elite academies, and a mansion that feels too big to breathe in. But nothing prepares her for him. Her new stepbrother. The school’s most dangerous playboy. The boy every girl wants… and every parent fears. The one person she must avoid if she wants her life to stay peaceful. But the moment their eyes meet, his gaze burns into her like a claim. At school, she tries to keep her distance. He pulls her closer. She hides from the rumors. He wraps an arm around her waist and whispers one word that changes everything: “Mate.” Suddenly, she’s the target of every jealous girl in the academy, trapped between school drama, a possessive stepbrother she can’t resist, and a bond she never believed existed. She only wanted a fresh start. Instead, she walked straight into the arms of the one boy she can never have… And the only boy who refuses to let her go.

Verena decides to give her marriage another chance only for her husband to bring in another woman, suggesting an open marriage. To make it fair, he tells her that she can date anyone as well and the idea of an open marriage was to make things work between them. Done with Kian’s lack of respect for her, she takes his advice and gets into a one-night stand with someone who shakes up her world, who looks at her with the same affection she searched for in Kian’s eyes but never found. The catch?— He is Daxton, Kian’s uncle. Now, Daxton refuses to let her go. And Kian? He isn’t willing to lose her either.

“Give me your hands,” he ordered, coldly. I froze, watching him loosen his tie as he walked closer. Something about him felt… off. Mean. Distant. My throat went dry, but I gave him my hands anyway. He gripped my wrists—tight enough for my pulse to throb under his fingers. He wrapped the tie around them and pulled, dragging me up the bed like an animal on a leash. My back hit the headboard. Before I could react, he tied the other end of the tie to the frame. Then he reached for the veil on the nightstand. “What are you doing?” I asked, heart racing. He didn’t answer….just placed the veil over my head like I was a doll. “Making sure I don’t see your face and wish it was hers,” he said, unbuttoning his shirt. I blinked. “Hers?” He leaned in. His jaw clenched. “Your twin sister,” he said. “I wanted her. Not you.” His words felt like someone yanked the floor right under me. “I should be with her,” he added cruelly. “Loving her. Worshiping her. Not stuck with a knockoff pretending to be my wife.” I couldn’t breathe. My hands fought the tie, but it was useless. I was trapped, veiled and bound. Lucian didn’t want me. He wanted ‘her’ instead. —------------- Losing her clinic was devastating. Facing eviction was worse. But accepting a mysterious nursing job? That was desperation at its finest. What Scarlett Ashford didn’t expect was that her patient would be her terminally ill twin, the same sister she’d cut ties with. And Lucian Montgomery, her sister’s cold billionaire husband, offered her a proposition far beyond medical care. He wanted her to be his surrogate. Scarlett wonders—what twisted melodrama has she gotten herself into?

You have to moan quietly and squirt loudly😉 This is not just a book it’s a combination of all your dirtiest,nuttiest fantasies, porn in a book and you can even pretend to be reading something educative😉 40 plus fantasy come to life. Are you ready to keep rubbing your thighs together? Grab your blankets and turn off the light you are about to get wet. Veronica is a fit, thirty-nine-year-old MILF trapped in a sexless marriage with a husband who can't satisfy her. Her world is turned upside down when she catches a glimpse of her twenty four-year-old son-in-law, Leo, in the shower. One look at his massive, nine-inch dick is all it takes to make her pussy soak through her silk panties. Unable to control her hunger, she corners him in his office and demands he fuck her right on the desk. What follows is a forbidden descent into pure lust. From Leo sneaking into her bed to fuck her while her daughter sleeps nearby, to a wet ambush in the shower where he hammers her from behind, Veronica can’t get enough of his thick dick stretching her out. Every encounter is a risky game of high-stakes pleasure where they have to muffle their moans and hide the scent of his cum. Veronica has finally found the only man who can hit her sweet spot, and she’s ready to risk everything to keep that giant dick inside her pussy.

He wasn’t supposed to be anything more than a favor. A protector. A shadow while my father was gone. But now he’s everything I shouldn’t want—and the only thing I can’t stop craving. My father’s a powerful man—military, respected, constantly away. After the divorce, it was just me. No mother. No softness. Just silence and an empty house that echoed louder with every year. Then came Roman Cross. My dad’s best friend. His war brother. Older. Stricter. And always watching. He moved into the guesthouse when I turned eighteen, “just to keep an eye on things,” he said. A promise made man-to-man, sealed with loyalty. But Roman doesn’t treat me like a child. Not anymore. Not since the night I saw what he really is—what he really wants. He runs something dark behind closed doors. A secret club, built on control and submission. And once I got too curious, there was no going back. Now every look is a warning. Every touch, a mistake. Every whispered good girl... a promise. My father thinks I’m safe. But I fell in love with the one man he trusted to protect me. “Guardian of Ruin” is a dark, forbidden romance full of secrets, age-gap tension, and the dangerous kind of love that can never stay hidden.

"Alex... help… please…" I tried to whisper, but no sound came out. I saw them, Alexander had his arms wrapped around Sophia, who was clutching him like her life depended on it. She was pressed against his chest, her face buried in his neck, and she wasn't letting go. "Don't look at her," Sophia whispered loudly. "You'll only make yourself sick with guilt. This isn't your fault. She did this to herself by being dramatic." That's when I heard the scream. "Oh my God! Mrs. Sterling!" Rosa, one of our housemaids, came rushing into the dining room. "Mrs. Sterling, what happened to you?" Rosa dropped to her knees beside me, her hands fluttering over my body like she didn't know where to start. "You're bleeding! There's so much blood everywhere!” I was bleeding? I couldn't feel anything below my waist anymore, but when I managed to glance down, I saw the dark stain spreading across my dress. "Mr. Alexander!" Rosa shouted, her voice cracking with an anger I’ve never seen in her before. She looked ready to commit murder. Did I look that bad? “Your wife is dying! How can you do this to her? How can you stand there holding another woman while your wife bleeds to death on the floor?!" Rosa snarled. "Rosa, lower your voice," Alexander snapped, but I could hear something different in his tone. Uncertainty. "Take Ivy to the hospital and stop making a scene, or you'll be looking for another job." Rosa shot back, tears streaming down her face. "¡Sos un bueno para nada! What kind of man are you?" I was going to die. Right here on my dining room floor, wearing my mother's blood-stained dress while my husband comforted another woman.