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He wasn’t supposed to be more than her driver. Just a man in a black car. Quiet. Controlled. Off-limits. But when Seraphina caught Cassian in a moment, high and vulnerable, one he thought no one would ever see, his secret… everything changed. Desire turned dangerous. Obsession turned mutual. And soon, every ride home felt like a slow, deliberate sin. What Seraphina doesn’t know is that Cassian isn’t who he says he is. Beneath the tailored suit and cool detachment hides a billionaire built on vengeance, a man who came to destroy her family for what they did to his. He meant to use her. To ruin her. But somewhere between the lies and the touch of her lips, he forgot which role he was playing, the driver, the lover, or the executioner. Now the secret that binds them could destroy them both. Because the deeper she falls for him, the closer she comes to uncovering the truth he’ll do anything to keep buried. And when love becomes the weapon, no one gets out clean.

I walked into that pack with one goal, catch a killer. Not fall for the one man I swore I’d never see again. Grayson. Alpha. Arrogant. Dangerous. The same man who hated me for years… and now looks at me like I belong to him. The second our eyes meet, something inside me ignites. The mate bond. A cruel, twisted joke from the universe. Because he’s a werewolf, I’m human, and this kind of bond is forbidden. But when he’s close, logic burns away. His scent seeps under my skin. His touch makes it impossible to breathe. And the way he growls my name… it’s a sin I crave more than air. We’re supposed to be enemies. Instead, we’re tangled in a fire that could ruin us both. The pack is dying. A killer lurks in the shadows. And the Alpha I hate might be the only one who can save me… or destroy me completely. I came to stop a monster. I didn’t expect to fall for one.

By day, Alexis Sullivan plays the perfect wife. By night, she hunts werewolves. But when a mission goes wrong, she’s saved by a powerful, golden-eyed beast—Donte Salvador. He should’ve killed her. Instead, he whispered his name and left her aching for more. The next day, she walks into a business interview only to meet Gabriel Salvador, a dangerously gorgeous CEO with the same last name. His smirk is sinful, his touch lingers, and when he looks at her? It’s like he knows exactly what she tastes like. As bodies drop and secrets burn, Alexis is caught in a deadly game of obsession, betrayal… and the one man she should never crave. He’s her prey. She’s his temptation. But who’s really hunting who? ............ He watches me amused, like he’s enjoying my struggle to resist him. Then, with a slow, deliberate smirk, he murmurs— "You can keep pretending you don’t want this… or you can let me ruin you properly."

“Say it like you mean it, darling,” he purred, leaning in and licking my neck, “and I might stop.” * My mother got remarried… and cursed me in the process. I thought moving into this mansion would be the worst part of it. I was wrong. Because living here means living under the same roof with them. The Varkas brothers. Beautiful. Dangerous. Possessive. And absolutely, devastatingly off-limits. They call me “stepsister.” But the way they look at me? The way they touch me? It’s anything but brotherly. There’s something wrong with them. Something not… human. I can feel it in the way their eyes flash when they’re angry. In the way their bodies burn hotter than they should. In the way they move, like predators in the dark. I don’t know what they are. But I know one thing… whatever’s hunting me now, I won’t survive it. Not if I keep letting them close. Not if I keep letting them ruin me with their hands, their mouths, their filthy words. I should run. I should fight. But the truth is… part of me doesn’t want to escape. Because whatever they are… I crave it. And once they claim me, there’s no coming back. One more thing… All three of them touch me, all three of them make me feel things, but there’s one in particular… One… * AUTHOR’S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn't a sweet romance kind of book. It’s dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, “Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt.” But if this is not, then…

“Now listen to me carefully, Energia,” “This, is mine.” he said with his hands brushing my mouth. “This, is also mine.” I watched as his hands move down to touch my ass. My breathing quickened and just at that moment, in between my thighs dripped wet. “Did I forget to say this?” My mouth parted in shock as his hands reached through my joggers, cupping my sex. “Getting too excited, are we?” With a half-smirk, he asked. He then took my lips again. He softly bit it, making me cry out in pleasure. “And, this.” he murmured, with my breasts in his hand. He pinched the nipple and rubbed them softly with his thumb. “In fact, all of you. And, I refuse to share it with anyone at all. You are mine, Energia. Mine and mine only,” *** A sassy stripper named Serena. A ruthless Lycan Alpha named Luca. What happens when these two different people are brought together by the Moon Goddess? How about when two different enemies from both sides come forward with a quest to ruin them all? It's all a game. A game of the Mafias, Lycans, Hybrids, Witches and Elves.

They were my brother’s best friends—the HawkThorne brothers. Wealthy, ruthless, and filthy enough to make the whole city drop to its knees. I was the good girl once. The perfect wife. Until my husband had sex with half my office and shoved me into an open marriage I never asked for. One night at a bar was supposed to be my rebellion—a dirty little secret to make me forget. I never expected to run into them. Six years had made them look harder, darker, and so much hotter. I shouldn’t have let them touch me. Shouldn’t have let them ruin me against a bathroom sink with their filthy mouths and rough hands. Three men. One night. No promises. But the eldest HawkThorne pressed a card into my palm before I could slip away. I thought I could handle them. Thought I could survive their obsession. Now I’m learning there’s no such thing as just sex with the HawkThorne brothers. They don’t share. They claim. They corrupt. And they’re coming for every last filthy piece of me.

Bella Russo never thought her life would change so drastically at 18. To save her family from ruin, she is forced into a marriage with Dominic Luciano Moretti, a powerful and ruthless mafia boss ten years older than her. On their wedding night, he takes Bella to his room, staring at her with eyes filled with lust he spoke to her directly for the first time " undress". Scared and trembling, she begged him for time, saying, “I’m not ready yet. I’m only 18.” But Dominic doesn’t care. He steps closer, his voice low and dangerous. “You should have said you wanted me to undress you myself... and I don’t mind doing that.” When his lips touch hers, Bella fights to push him away. Her hands press against his chest, but her touch only fuels his desire. hot breaths coming from his mouth, he thought to himself,how this little kid is able to get him this aroused,Dominic won’t stop until he has her completely.with a sharp move he unzipped her dress and started removing the dress, and slowly her boobs came to view, he gulped down nothing as he saw the size, it was unexpectedly lemon sized, he cupped her boobs in his hands causing her to moan out, the effect that had on him was unhealthy, he resumed kissing her crazily, Thrown into a world of passion and danger, Bella must find her strength while living with a man who sees her as his to claim. Can she survive the darkness of his world and uncover the love hidden behind his cold exterior? Or will she lose herself in the fire?

Daniel Knight lives for two things — running his empire and watching Sexy Red burn up the stage. The mysterious, red-haired dancer with a body made for sin is all he wants… and all he can’t have. The last thing he expects? His mother shoving him into an arranged marriage with Kelly Thompson… the plain, boring, mole-faced “ugly duckling” he insulted without a second thought. He hates her. She hates him more. “Marry you? Not in this lifetime,” he sneers. “Right back at you,” she fires back. But when the wedding ring is on, Danny still can’t get Sexy Red out of his head... until one night, he rips off her disguise and realizes the woman he’s been craving is the wife he swore to make miserable. Now, every touch feels like a lie. Every kiss, a dare. And the man who swore to ruin her… can’t stop trying to claim her. DISCLAIMER This book is a spin-off from A Whole New World but can be read as a standalone. *If you’re already following this story under A Whole New World, you don't need to read it here again.

Victor’s private jet has barely cleared the runway when Amelia’s legs spread for the one man she’s never allowed to touch: her husband’s son. She has everything money can buy, except the brutal, filthy fucking her body craves. Ethan has the thick, merciless cock that finally gives it to her. For nineteen stolen days they turn the penthouse into their personal playground: the marble island where she screams into his mouth, the glass shower where he pins her dripping wet, the marital bed where he pumps her full night after night while Victor sleeps in ignorance thirty thousand feet away. She was a bored trophy wife. Now she’s a dripping, obsessed slut who counts the hours until her husband leaves again, because only Ethan can split her open, ruin her, and make her come so hard she forgets she ever belonged to anyone else. Nineteen days. No panties. No mercy. And when Victor comes home, she’ll greet him with Ethan’s cum still warm inside her, smiling like the perfect wife.

“You’re mission is to ruin them! Destroy them! Ruin the Devontaes!” “I promise Master, I’ll make you proud.” **** She was sent to Xylem’s Kingdom to ruin the Crowned Prince just to get to know her identity and her family He was an unsuspecting Prince who just needed a wife to get to the throne. When Chelsea Strattens meets the charming Prince, can she keep up the facade or will she blow it up? Who’d end up being heartbroken? Chelsea or Aiden? And what happens when she unearths a mystery, a secret about her past connected to the Devontae’s dynasty that can ruin Aiden Devontae? Find out in this exciting piece: Falling Slowly … For Her Rival’s Son. … Find me on Facebook with: Author Chella