Anakin Skywalker Burned

In my last life, my brother Leo—the heir to the Moretti crime family—stripped our estate bare of every last soldier, all for a Vegas jaunt. All because his new flame, Scarlett, had a jones for the high-roller tables. The Volkovs—our rivals, the very ones Leo had just pissed off—saw their opening and stormed our gates. My mother, Sofia, took a bullet meant for me. Died protecting me. I blew up Leo’s phone, my pleas turning to screams. He didn't answer. He waltzed back in after the shooting stopped, bringing our men home, but far too late for it to matter. Then, the news from Vegas. Scarlett was gone. A suicide note left behind. In it, she painted me as the monster. The one who’d leaked our weaknesses to the Volkovs. The one who'd orchestrated a fake kidnapping and torture plot, all to drive her to despair and lure Leo home. A perfect, tragic lie. Leo read the letter calmly. Then he burned the letter and told me, "Forget it. It's handled." Father tore into Leo for abandoning his post, for leaving his family to die. And me? I was named the new Consigliere. But after the celebration, Leo cornered me in the wine cellar. His face was a mask of cold fury as he pressed the barrel of his gun to my forehead. "This is for family traitors," he hissed, his voice pure venom. "The throne is my birthright, not some backstabbing bitch's prize!" When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Right in the middle of the fire and the blood. This time, I shoved my mother behind me, dragging her toward the panic room. And the bastards who were too blind to believe me? They’ll regret it.

Introduction At my mating ceremony with Blake Morrison, the Alpha heir I'd loved for eight years, his childhood sweetheart texted him a pregnancy test photo. He didn't hesitate for a second. He canceled our mating ceremony and rushed off to take care of his childhood sweetheart. After he left the ceremony hall, his childhood sweetheart posted photos on the big screen behind me. Photos of the two of them tangled together in my bedroom. Then Blake sent me a message: "I was drunk that night. Ivy is carrying my child, and I need to be there for her." "She wanted to hide the pregnancy and raise the pup alone, but she's an Omega. It's too hard for an Omega to raise a child by herself, especially when she's competing to be the Pack's Head Healer... I can't ruin her future, and I can't abandon an innocent life." "You're an Alpha wolf. High-ranking wolves don't get pregnant easily, and you've always wanted children quickly, right? After she gives birth, I'll arrange for her to study advanced healing at the Alliance. You can raise the child, and they'll only know you as their mother." When I didn't reply, he added another message: "The official marking and re-scheduling our mating ceremony will have to wait until after Ivy gives birth." I stared at my phone screen, laughing until my eyes burned with tears. I was the only Alpha heiress of the Stormfang Pack, the strongest pack in Southern territories. Did he really think that I had no choice but to pick him as my mate? I dialed the Alpha King Kane Blackwood's number directly: "Are you still willing to be my mate?"

“Uggh!” She groaned as he slammed her on the wall and pinned one hand above her head while the other squeezed ever so gently at her neck. He was so close that their breaths mingled together.  “Stop playing with fire, little pet, lest you get burned.” He growled, and she squirmed, not out of fear but because the heat had begun to pool between her legs.  She knew that she should stop, but she didn’t want to lose to him. “What if I want to get burned?” She said before she stuck out her tongue and licked his lower lip slowly.  He groaned. “We can’t do this. You’re my goddaughter.”  She smirked. “That makes it even more exciting.”  ••••••••• Aurora Reed, daughter to a single father who was a billionaire, has always acted out. She was a firecracker who tried her best to make trouble everywhere she went. After getting arrested, she suddenly finds herself thrust into the hands of her godfather, Frederick Peterson, to get disciplined.  As someone who has always loved her freedom, she refuses, but she doesn’t have a choice.  Worst of all, she has had a secret crush on him since she was young, but she never acted on it because he was already taken.  Frederick is a mafia lord who is very big on everything in his control, so when his best friend asks him to help tame his bratty daughter, he agrees.  It’s going to be very easy.  Except it isn’t.  When he finds himself being drawn to the firecracker he was meant to tame, everything goes out of control.  Both of them find their worlds entangled in a game of lust, forbidden love, brutality, manipulation, betrayal and unending darkness. PS: New chapters are updated daily.

"Some one can see us," Rose whispered, her voice barely audible as she tried to steady her racing heart. She gazed into Darian's eyes, where a fire of lust burned brightly. She wanted to satiate her own desires, but what if her husband were to discover them in this intimate embrace? She was laying naked beneath him, vulnerable and exposed on the bed. "Ohh.... Darian," she pleaded, her words dripping with sensuality. "Someone can hear us." As the words escaped her lips, he silenced her with a possessive touch, his large hand enveloping her mouth. And With a surge of desire he plunged deep within her. ~ "There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable". This is how Rose's love was for Darian. It was forbidden because he was twelve years senior to her. Not only that, she was married, and her old husband was his uncle. It was forbidden from every aspect, but still, it was the sweetest. She was desperately in love with him, willing to go to any lengths for her love. She had longed for Darian's love since she was just a teen;. She tried everything to capture his interest, but it proved futile. His lack of attention pushed her to marrying a 50 year-old man. But nothing could stop Rose now, when they were under the same roof and it was impossible for Rose to resist her desires, especially when he now showed interest in her, something she had longed for years. In the season of love mysterious murders unfolded, killing Rose's dear ones who dared to stand between her passionate love. But the identity of the merciless murderer still remained mystery! Immerse yourself in the saga of love, desire, seduction, and mysterious murders. How far can one go for their forbidden desires?

He stepped closer to me, his breath hot against my neck. “Say it Miss Taylor, and I will make you forget my brother ever existed.” His low husky voice vibrated through my core, my body shivered. The way his intimidating eyes burned into my soul, I knew he meant every word he said. He was yet to touch me, yet my legs wobbled under his mere gaze, my knees too weak to carry my body. That's when it dawned on me; Jaxon West was not a man, he was a walking seduction. Just a single glance from those eyes, and I could feel the wetness between my thighs. ** Ava Taylor has always been in love with her childhood best friend, Liam West, the charming, golden boy who could do no wrong. It was her secret, sadly he didn’t feel the same way for her. After a devastating break up, Ava hopes he could finally notice her. When he receives an invitation to his Ex’s engagement ceremony with his Cousin, he pleads with Ava to be his pretend girlfriend so as to make her jealous. But when she arrives at his Family’s old house, she meets his Magnetic older brother Jax, and things spiral out of control.  Finding her in his brother’s bed, Liam is jealous and realizes his own desire for Ava. Now the two brothers want her, and she must choose between them. But what if she can’t make a choice? What if she wants both of them? The sexy masculine cowboy and the football icon! Sounds like the beginning of a reverse harem. Note: This book contains mature/controversial content. It's not your regular romance book, it might just take a very dark turn! (⁠◠⁠‿⁠◕⁠)

It was never part of my plan to get attached. I was just a freelance model, newly signed under a rising modeling agency in town. Everything was supposed to be simple; work, exposure, growth. Then came Dr. Aria Williams — dermatologist, surgeon, and the woman who was supposed to fix me. Chaos started the moment I met her. The way she talked, the way she looked at me felt like she was studying every inch of who I was. Every word I said, every silence I made, she read me like I was her favorite patient. It made me uncomfortably hot, and yet... I kept coming back. I told myself it was part of the therapy, the strange pull I felt toward her was part of it. But the way she looked at me; cold, curious, almost hungry, said otherwise. I hated her for it. I felt it every time her voice softened, every time her fingers lingered on my skin longer than they should. She called it treatment. I called it control. What started as therapy turned into something dark and deeper. I wanted to be beautiful, to be ready for the public, but what we craved became something private, something only between us. And the more sessions I had with her, the stronger the connection grew. Until one day, her eyes focused on someone else. And every time their eyes met, it burned through me. When she saw it, she offered something that challenged me. To be her slave and she'll be mine— alone. Soon, I found myself following her every order, fulfilling her desires without question. Along the way, I realized her obsession had become mine too. And before I could stop, the hate I once felt for her turned into something else.

THE BILLIONAIRE'S MISTRESS _From sharing his bed to sharing his heart_ SYNOPSIS/BLURB "I thought so too. You don't remember the safe word." Jaxon had a tone of mischief in his voice. His Hazel Green eyes burned her down to her soul. Roxanne kept moving backwards till her back was against the wall. "Please, I don't want to do this." She begs. Jaxon is already very much aroused and the beast in his groin begs for release. Her begging only turns him on more. So innocent! Roxanne knows she can't do anything now, so she decides to give in to him. "Now that's what I want to see. Less struggle, more obedience. You're now my Pet. " Now get on your knees." Jaxon orders. Roxanne, a 24-year-old gymnast with heavy financial burdens, steps into the world of Club D'Lux, as an exotic pole dancer. Her first performance sparks a connection with Jaxon Hearst, the owner. When a fan gets too close, Jaxon helps her , revealing his true identity and making a shocking proposal as he's drawn to her beautiful and subtle nature. The hunger to possess her burns inside of him. He offers Roxanne a risky deal; become his mistress, and he'll take care of her financial worries and cover her father's medical bills. But as she enters Jaxon's life, shedding his layers, she discovers his dark secrets and desires that push her boundaries. As they engage in this consuming relationship, Roxanne finds herself trapped between her desire for Jaxon and her fear of his control. Can she tame his wild heart, or will their passion leave her in ruins?

Elena Matthews appeared to have it all with her wealthy tycoon husband, Richard McDowell. However, her seemingly perfect relationship crumbled when she caught him red-handed with his step-sister in a hotel. Just when she thought life couldn't be worse, her brother and his wife died in a tragic car accident. Now, suddenly, Elena is tasked with being the legal guardian of her late brother's six-year-old son, and also set to inherit his business until her nephew is old enough to take over the billion-dollar enterprise. A year and a half later, rich and successful, when Elena returns to New York, her ex-husband can't stop begging her to take him back. And that's not all. The mysterious and domineering president of McDowell Industries, and the uncle of her scumbag Ex, wants to pursue her too. Strange, isn't it? But with a heart scarred by love's betrayal, will she risk it all for a man from the same family that shattered her world? Or will she fully embrace her boss lady status at Matthews Empire and shut love out for good? And what about those secrets she's been keeping—the ones that could blow everything up? And let's not forget about the revenge she's itching to dish out. Will she manage to have it all without getting burned? Or is this whole thing going to crash and burn before anything good even gets a chance to start? ——-S N I P P E T ——- “I tried to warn you, princess, but you always seemed to have your head in the clouds. But it's not too late, is it? Be my woman, and I promise to make you my queen," he whispered. To which Elena replied. "I have learned my lesson, Mister. Such lies can't move me anymore."

Revenge: the only dish best served with a side of sass and a sprinkle of humour. ~ a soul with a dark and miserable past~ ~ a wolfless reborn in hell ~ ~ ️a mate entwined in a bloody burning vengeance thirst️️~ ~ an irresistible kickass heroine~ Ever wonder how vengeance feels like? ‍ She was betrayed and killed by her loved ones, because of her inability and tagged as a cursed one. They killed her innocence! She burned in misery and pain, but right now........ THE SHOW IS HERS!! But is that really it? In her journey of vengeance, she discovered something very peculiar and queer. Though, it was unknown if that peculiarity will revive her light and quench the darkness in her? It was uncertain if (one) can change the misdeeds of hundreds.... ... ~~~~ Alpha Zayn yanked Anita close to him and rubbed her bare back, as his eyes layered with a billion shade of lust. " Do you know what I can do to you?" The hoarseness in his voice chilled Anita's ears, and his warm breath fanned her cheek gently. Anita curled her lips naughtily and pressed a hand on Alpha's Zayn shoulder, allowing a bit of her cleavage to come into view.. " What can you do to me?" She whispered seductively, with a calm attractive face. " L**k my cl**t? F**k my a*s? Suck my p**ks?" But that was a guise. Deep in her, she was dying to rip out Alpha Zayn's heart, feed it to the beast, smash his head brutally, and peel his skin off from his body! Alpha Zayn lowered his lusty eyes at Anita, before licking his bottom lip. " You look like you have a bad plan for me." Anita's eyes contracted, immediately moving her hand to Alpha Zayn's sh**ft. " Do I?"

I should’ve known better than to fall for Drake Peterson— my boss, my secret, my addiction, and the only man who could ruin me with a whisper. For two forbidden years, I lived a life no one knew about. By day, I was his perfect secretary. By night, I was the woman he kept hidden in his arms, tangled in his sheets, and locked behind a contract that said I would never expect more. I lied. To him. To myself. To the shattered girl staring back at me every morning. Because I did fall for him—hopelessly, stupidly, completely. And then he destroyed me. With one cold conversation, he terminated our arrangement, handed me a monstrous payout, and told me to walk away like I meant nothing. No explanation. No softness. Just an order: “This is the end, Sabrina.” So I erased him. Deleted my social media. Vanished from New York. And used the money he gave me to build something new— Mendoza Luxe, the jewelry empire that turned me into the woman he never thought I could become. I told myself I was over him. Until the day I ran into an old coworker… and learned the truth I was never meant to hear: Drake is bankrupt. He never married his fiancée. And everything he threw away—including me— he did to protect my life. Now the man who once owned every breath I took is falling from the top… and fate is dragging us back into the same fire that burned us alive. Old desire doesn’t fade. Old wounds don’t heal. Old enemies don’t forget. I survived Drake Peterson once. The question is— can we survive the truth that tore us apart?