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For the past three months, I've slept only three hours every day just so my team and I can create an app. Thanks to our hard work, the app goes absolutely viral to the point we've garnered over 100 million registered users on the first week of its launch. At the afterparty, my wife, Stacie Woodward, announces that her godbrother, Tory Frost, who's the PR manager, will be the one receiving the million-dollar bonus. She then tosses me a few 50% discount coupons that can be used in shopping malls as my bonus. "You're just a code monkey—why do you need that much money anyway? You can have these discount coupons. Use them on anything you want. At least buy some nice clothes for yourself. Don't go around wearing these rags. You'll just end up humiliating me more." I plead to her in a low tone, "Have you gone crazy, Stacie? My dad needs the money for the best medication in order to save his life! Can you please stop joking around?" But Stacie clings to Toby's arm, looking high and mighty. "Your dad's dying, isn't he? He might as well stop wasting the public resources! I can always choose him a better grave and hold a nice funeral for him when his time comes!" As I look at Stacie's smug face, I just smile at her instead of getting mad at her. She must have forgotten that the app's core algorithm and the user growth model are built using my private, undisclosed technology stack. That means the copyright is mine and has nothing to do with the company. I just smile while nodding at Stacie. That night, I activate the technology stack's self-destruct and migration protocols.

I always thought my husband, Ryder, was forced to marry me. For six months, he wouldn't touch me. I tried everything. I wore my sexiest lingerie. I guided his hands over my burning skin. I could feel how hard he was, completely out of control. But at the last second, he'd always push me away, gasping. He'd finish me with his fingers instead. My hope died. I decided to leave him. I was ready to accept a top dog trainer position in Europe. The night before I planned to hand him the divorce papers, I heard voices from his study. Ryder, talking to his best friends. "Ryder, you're dying for her, man. So why won't you touch her? Another man's going to snatch her up!" "But she's so fragile..." Ryder's deep voice was filled with pain. "You know... I'm a monster. If she sees what I really am... it will terrify her." His voice dropped to a raw whisper. "If she really needs... comfort... from another man... I can take it. As long as she comes home to me in the end." His friend growled. "Stop! Then maybe stop posting on that encrypted dark web forum, asking for help!" Monster? What did that mean? Late that night, I used his computer. I found a hidden forum called "The Den." A pinned post at the top. Thousands of replies. User ID: Midnight_Howler. One sentence. Dripping with desperation and frantic obsession: "I finally married the girl I've loved for years, but I'm terrified to touch her. How can I survive my rut without hurting her, without her discovering my secret?"

The night before I was meant to become Luna to my fated mate, Kaelen, I stumbled across a post: "How to steal an Alpha from his fated mate?" The comments blew up. 【You're trying to break up fated mates? They’re chosen by the Moon Goddess herself! That's a sacred bond, a one-in-a-million blessing!】 The comments were full of outrage, but a user named “Baby Wolf” proudly replied: 【If you’re bold enough and know how to play your cards right, even a bond from the Goddess is just a pretty little lie. My Alpha says his fated mate calms him, but in bed, I'm the one he can't get enough of. He says that woman's a dead fish. He was over her ages ago, lol.】 For some reason, my heart clenched. My mind flashed to Kaelen holding me, his voice a low rumble in my ear, "Baby, your scent is the only thing that soothes my wolf." I told myself it was just a coincidence. Until I saw her next post: "Vacation in the Rockies last month. We ran into some rogues and he got his arm shredded protecting me. My hero. " The scarred arm in her picture… I knew it instantly. I knew every single mark. Kaelen had told me he got it breaking up a pack fight. I'd cried my eyes out for him. So my perfect mate was nothing but a low-down, cheating liar. I wiped my tears, my grief turning to ice, and called his mother—the one woman who'd fought our bond from the start. "Kaelen betrayed me. I'm leaving him."

He was a boy who loves to play with fire, and she was the perfect match. Kat was up against the world alone until she met Surge, a boy who was rough around the edges and she got swept up into his world.

After being accused of what he knows nothing of by Richard Davidson, the CEO of a prestigious corporation, Wilhelm is all set out to make them pay. Heaven seemed to have smiled down on him when Richard's bratty wife kissed him, fired Richard for adultery out of rage, and employed Wilhelm as the new CEO, all in front of him. Thereby, walking straight into the lion's den unknowingly. Will she be able to take back her words when all Wilhelm saw was an opportunity to avenge? Not to mention he's just as stubborn and tenacious as her. He's fire and she's ice. To get through each other, one must quench or melt. None of them will be willing but amidst the struggle, one must give up. Who would it be? The Fire ? OR the Ice?

She intended to trap him with her feelings… but also got trapped in his embrace. Hope Morgan steps into the world of the Masons with fire in her veins and secrets stitched into her soul. All she needs is to get close to Ace Mason—the ruthless, magnetic heir to a bloodstained empire. Cold. Unreachable. Lethal. He’s everything she should fear. And yet, she finds herself drawn to the storm behind his silence. What begins as a calculated seduction spirals into something deeper, darker… and far more dangerous. Every touch, every stolen glance pulls her further from her purpose and closer to the truth—a truth that could destroy them both. When lines between enemy and lover blur, and loyalty is a loaded gun, Hope must choose: betray the man who set her world on fire, or burn with him.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT "One billion will be all yours. All you have to do is to set fire to a billionaire's lust.” After getting ditched by her lousy ex who took all their savings together, Tysha Clifford accepts a friend's job offer – one that promises a cool billion dollars for setting fire to a billionaire's lust. The plot twist? The said billionaire is none other than Rue Colterzon, her ex's drop-dead gorgeous uncle who's dealing with his asexuality problem. Tysha thinks it's a jackpot – revenge on her ex and cash to clear her debts. Unexpectedly, love ignites beneath a signed contract with Rue. Little do they know, playing with lust sparks a wildfire, threatening to consume them both. Will they survive the blaze or get scorched in the process?

In Rome of 42 BC—while the Republic crumbles amidst civil war—two feuding bloodlines collide: Livia Valeria, daughter of the proud Clan of Mars and bearer of the dangerous Fire of Mars, and Marcus Aurelius Caius, heir to the seductive Lineage of Venus.

Adrian Castillo promised hell to Sophia Cox from the first day he met her. He was forced to marry her for his grandfather to help her father's company and so he disliked her. Adrian is who you'd describe as a sexy, arrogant, and intelligent man. He was one of the most wanted bachelors in the States and girls would kill to have him. Sophia is a timid, calm, and innocent twenty years old girl who had to marry Adrian to save her father's company. When these two get married, it's fire and ice combining to be one. Will Adrian be able to love Sophia or will Sophia be burned by Adrian's fire and no ship is formed? Read to find out how it was for Sophia to be married to one of the top billionaires in the State; Adrian Castillo.

My live-in husband used my family’s influence to climb all the way to the position of Deputy Fire Chief. Throughout our five years of marriage, he has stood me up on every anniversary by using work as his excuse. This year, he finally agreed to celebrate our anniversary with me. But he only did so out of guilt. He had manipulated me into staying abroad to handle matters for him, which made me miss saying goodbye to my sister while she was dying in childbirth. The dinner was just his way of pretending to be sorry. As our dishes were served, my husband saw a news report about a fire at a top-tier postpartum care center downtown. He immediately ditched me and rushed to the scene. The fire station headquarters was just one block over! And he had specifically taken leave that week. I accidentally answered a call on his personal phone, and that was when I realized why he had been away from me most of the time. This man would not even buy me a cheap birthday gift, yet he had spent a packet to book a stay at a postpartum center for his mistress! I had to see for myself what kind of woman would have him so spellbound. I was determined to make him pay back every single item he had gotten from the Grant family, with interest.