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My back hit the cold wall of the Alpha’s packhouse, my breath hitched in my throat as the triplets closed in—Asher, Alaric, and Argent. Asher leaned in first, his mouth brushing against my ear. “Sign the contract, Alisha,” he growled. “You’re ours. Your body, soul, and every filthy little sound you make.” I swallowed hard as Alaric’s fingers traced a circle around my swollen areola in an infuriating slow-mo. “See, your body is already responding, stop pretending you don’t want to be ruined by us.” Argent stepped in last, his hand skimming under the hem of my dress. “You’re trembling, sweetheart. Not from fear… but from need. Say the word, and we’ll own every inch of you.” “And if I say no?” my voice was shaky as I bit down the moan crawling up my throat. The three of them exchanged glances and then turned to me. And like a rehearsed lyric, they all unisoned. “Then we make you beg on your knees. And we won’t stop until you forget your own name… just ours.” Asher grabbed my chin, tilting it up. “Last chance, sweetheart. Safe word or surrender.” My lips parted. “I surrender.” That was all they needed. Alaric was behind me instantly, lips on my neck, one hand wrapping around my waist, the other dragging the strap of my dress down torturously slow. “Good girl,” he murmured, his teeth grazing my skin. “You’re ours now.” •••••••• This is not just a love story. It’s survival. And it starts with rejection…

Daily Update.Steamy.Standalone. Violet Fairytales are lies told to small girls to make them dream but real life monsters make us learn the difference between stories and reality. I lived in a nightmare with those monsters and lost everything. My heart. My soul. My body. And my voice. The problem with such nightmares are they follow you even when you're awake. My monsters are there in the shadows waiting to pull me back in the darkness. I was almost certain that I had left the dark behind because for the first time in my life I dreamed a dream. A dream that involved the real life prince charming with sherry eyes and protective circle of his arms. My very own protective hero. Only... He wants something else in return. He wants a heart that I no longer have. He wants a princess but I’m just broken. Cole I had it all. Had a life people envied. Parents who loved me. An empire I was heir to. A woman I loved with all my heart. But in one single night I lost all of it. Then, SHE came into my life, eclipsed every hurt and pain because hers was greater than mine. She's afraid but hides it well behind her beauty. She's strong but doesn’t let people see that side of her. And she's broken but I fell for the cracks, wanting to fill them up with pieces of my own broken heart. I'll do anything for her, except... (This book is dark tragedy. Contains dubious content that might not be for sensitive readers. Proceed with caution.)

“I’ll pay for your mom's medical bills but know that this is a favor that comes with expectations – I'll own you, break you and do as I please with you. You'll be my submissive, my willing toy and every part of you belongs to me.” Antonio whispered as he grazed Marco's neck, his hot breath fanning against his skin. Desire, revenge and power entwine in a deadly game where Marco’s fate hangs in the balance. Marco, a twenty two year old intern, had been weighed with gr ueling circumstances that left him shattered. He resorted to alcohol as a means of escape from his troubles but he ended up having a one night stand with a stranger – the famous Mafia leader – Antonio Roberto Moreno. Ever since that night of passion, Antonio had been curious to know the stranger he slept with. While dealing with the quest for vengeance on his father's death, he also yearned for the stranger that had stolen his heart. Alessandro, a cunning pretender and a spy attempts to infiltrate Antonio's inner circle and claim his attention, pretending to be the one he slept with. In a stunning twist, Marco the son of Antonio's enemy was brought to him as a captive. As Antonio’s gaze falls on him, he finds himself torn between a burning need for revenge and a forbidden attraction that threatens to consume him. Forbidden Passion sparks between enemies but will revenge tear them apart? To find out more, dive into this gripping tale of love, betrayal and ultimate redemption. “HELLO CHAMP, RUN!”

His dick continued pounding into her. He had gone harder, stretching her even more. She couldn't help but moan. This sound had him losing his mind. He went even faster, his finger stuck in her hair. "Fuck!" He cursed as his breathing turned rapid. His hand went down to spread her legs apart as she tried closing them, not being to take all he was giving her. "Don't close them!" He said between grunts. His hand went to play with her clit. It had turned swollen. With each thrust, his hand went in a circle on her. His rough fingers were soft on her, going soft but at the same time, hard. He knew his techniques. Her legs began shaking more as she was on edge. She was ready to cum. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she began to drool slightly. His thrust remained in pace soon her walls began to tighten. She was near. " Oh yes!" She screamed as she came hard on his dick. She tried catching her breath, short of air from their sex. Quickly, he rolled over and she ended up on top. His dick was still inside her, hard and twisting. That was when it hit her, he hadn't had his release but she still asked. "What are you doing?" "We aren't done yet. You are going to ride me, hard and fast."

He walked away from her without a word… and never knew he left behind a piece of himself. Five years ago, Seraphina loved Kael with everything she had—until he disappeared from her life like she meant nothing. No goodbye. No explanation. Just silence. Picking up the shattered pieces of her heart, she built a new life from nothing… and protected the secret he was never meant to find. Their child. Now he’s back—richer, colder, and more powerful than ever. A billionaire who gets what he wants. And this time, what he wants… is answers. But nothing prepares him for the moment he sees the little boy with her eyes—and his face. Betrayal ignites. Regret cuts deep. And the past they both tried to bury comes crashing back with dangerous intensity. He demands his place in the child’s life. She refuses to let him rewrite history. Yet the more they fight, the harder it becomes to ignore the truth neither of them escaped— They were never over. As secrets unravel and old enemies begin to circle, the fragile world she built starts to crack. Because loving him once nearly destroyed her… and trusting him again could cost her everything. But when the truth about why he really left finally comes to light— will she run from him again… or realize that the man who broke her heart never truly let her go? Because this time, he isn’t just back for answers. He’s back to claim what’s his.

He is charming , powerful , a prince and above all a vampire . She is a strong and naive girl. His charm is indifferent in her eyes. Her indifference breaks into his cold character and catches his interest . She is independent yet he wants to turn her into his pretty doll .Everything remains quiet at the beginning but many secrets from the past will emerge and Kiara's life will change dramatically . She'll have to face a lot of dangers and while solving the mysteries of her origin . The result of these changes will lead her towards a path with a lot of questions about the unknown .An ancient ceremony took place in the royal palace, in Sky's honor where he would be selected as the next Vampire leader and chose his fiancée between the three most powerful clans . This was a secret meeting that was known only by the leaders and close friends . The ceremony seemed to be going well but an accident occurred. The ceiling broke and Kiara fell into the magic circle of bloody moonlight power and was chosen as the fiancée of prince Eskylrious . She desperately tried to leave but there was no way to escape the claws of the crown prince of the Vampires . At the beginning she thought that as long as she could break this magical connection that bounded them , she would regain her freedom but after the magic was broken , the prince wouldn't let go of her .A bride who is hard to temper and a prince who is hard to deal with . How will they live together , as a married couple ? A story five hundred years old between the most powerful clans , a love that was supposed to have withered is transmitted to the heirs . Full of passion mixed with comedy and heir's love .

Solana’s Clan was massacred by a group of hunters across humanity’s border. She had only found out of her true nature because of an incident she was in. She walked past the temple of an all-female alpha pack. Her eyes were examining the temple, and whenever her foot drops a bone-crushing will make a sound. She used to have a vision of a temple with nothing but blood and bones on it, and now that vision is right in front of her eyes. She couldn’t believe it wishing that all she’s seeing was a lie. “This was supposed to be my home,” A bone of a wolf was at the top of a graveyard that has a symbol on its side. A circle with six rays was drawn using blood. Her rage was too much to keep inside of her, all of the anger she was feeling was starting to pile up. She roars to mourn her clan, and it was heard throughout the entire supernatural border. It was a place where humanity and the supernatural made a border and promised never to set foot on each side, funny because Solana was both. Her roar made her known, A female Alpha, the last one standing amongst all of the Alpha's living in the supernatural border. Strong was known to be her clan’s trademark. She swore to never rest until she had tasted revenge until she spilled the blood of those responsible for her clan’s death. “I’ll kill all of them. They’ll taste their own men’s blood splattered across the border, hunters shall never exist. I will put an end to them. I will rise with my own pack, stronger and fiercer.

The Mafia circle in New York City was a tangled web, where power shifted in the blink of an eye. The Dusk family, once a powerful force in the underworld, was now reduced to nothing more than a pawn in the game. Their only hope for survival was to marry off their daughters, securing the support they so desperately needed. I, Seraphina Dusk, was sadly one of those daughters. In my past life, I had managed to secure myself a powerful marriage. I married Silas Vane, the head of the most influential mafia family in the country. My sister, Lila, was less fortunate, ending up with Jaxon Westmore—whom she believed would save her. I gave Silas a son and a daughter, and in return, my family was gifted wealth and power. But my sister? She was not so lucky. Jaxon wasn’t the man she thought he was. Instead of honoring the marriage or alliance, he squandered his time on models and strippers, leaving Lila discarded by both him and our father. One seemingly ordinary day, Lila invited me to lunch—never did I expect that she would kill me, drove a knife into my heart. Then she killed herself. And now here I was, reborn, back when our father first told us that Lila and I have to marry for the family. And this time, Lila called her shots on Silas Vane. That’s when I knew. She was reborn as well. Let her have him, then. She had no idea what kind of man he really was.

My boy friend Caleb Ford's childhood sweetheart, Julia Leclair, is losing her hair from chemotherapy. So, he orders me to cut mine off and make her a wig. "Julia's allergic to synthetic wigs. You've been growing your hair for ten years—it's perfect." I refuse, but his friends tie me down. Someone shaves my head to the scalp, buzzing through my thick, glossy hair until nothing's left but a butchered mess. Julia sits in her wheelchair and laughs, saying I look like a toad. Caleb smiles and nods in agreement. He adds with a chuckle, "It's just some hair. Was that really necessary?" But back when I was bullied for having uneven, choppy short hair for six straight years, it was he who stood in front of me. He had his arms spread wide as he shielded me from harm. Now he's the one wielding the blade. One by one, their little circle chimes in. They tell me not to hold a grudge against someone who's sick. Caleb snaps impatiently, "Stop trying to talk sense into her. She can get lost! Did you see that fit she threw over a few strands of hair? It's not like they won't grow back." I turn around and walk away. I never look back. Later, I hear that Caleb begs for my forgiveness by kneeling his way up 9000 steps until his knees are ruined.

“You shouldn't be here…” Naila felt like her whole world was crumbling down as she stared at the man towering over her. “Funny,” his voice was hoarse. “Neither should you. I guess Santa has a funny way of playing for the season, don't you think?” ******** Naila Cole escapes to a snowbound mountain cabin days before Christmas, desperate to outrun a life that’s falling apart. She expects silence, isolation and healing. She doesn’t expect Remy Sterling. Her ex-boyfriend. The man she walked away from years ago. One booking mistake. A brutal blizzard. One night they swear will mean nothing. But weeks later, Naila is hiding a secret that could destroy them both. When a new job offer drags her into the city, she’s ready to rebuild—until she walks into the boardroom and comes face to face with her new boss. Remy Sterling. CEO. Ruthless negotiator. And the father of the child she hasn’t told him about. As Christmas approaches and a dangerous corporate merger tightens its grip, Naila is forced into close quarters with Remy once again—while rumours ignite, rivals circle, and someone begins leaking secrets meant to ruin her. With her career in flames, her body changing, and the truth ticking like a time bomb between them, Naila must decide how long she can keep the secret that could cost Remy his empire… or her heart. Because some mistakes can't be hidden. Especially not the ones conceived on Christmas night.