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Taylor Westlake, a girl who had experienced some of the worst pain a person could. Not only had she been kidnapped and attacked by one of the most wanted men out there, she lost her wolf before she had time to even meet her. She was determined to not let that man get away with hurting anyone else, he was going to pay for ever robbing what was rightfully hers. She trains her whole life and eventually becomes an alliance agent, where her sights are set on bringing the evil to justice but also, catching the guy that altered her life forever. That was until she's assigned a new case, the agent that was trained to show no emotion would freeze in the presence of the cruelest Alpha out there, her mate. She can't let this man distract her from hunting down the man that attacked her all those years ago, but her mate will stop at nothing until she wears his claim. Join them on her hardest case to date, The Case Of The Alpha.

Skai Leighton is a super talented erotic art creator with a past identity she doesn’t even know of— she was a porn star. In a fatal accident, she loses her memories and only remembers her childhood. Billionaire CEO, Dante Santino, meets her for one night and shares a passionate moment of finger-licking, world-shattering raw sex but discovers her secret identity the next morning and decides he wants nothing to do with her. Fate has other plans, as Skai gets pregnant for him (and never reaches out) and golden boy Dante keeps having never-ending wet dreams of his new nemesis. Read this dark romance that promises you a feel of forbidden love with steamy nights and lustful desires.

First day of school, and my roommate Sharon hits me with a $50k guilt trip over some "limited-edition" suitcase. "You're blind or just too dumb to walk straight?" My boyfriend? Useless. Classmates? Total sheep. The dean? Clown. Then I really looked at Sharon. Wait a sec—wasn't she the same scholarship case my family covered?

Warning: This is not your regular love story. This is a collection of explicitly sinful acts. Confession, forbidden deeds, Raw, vivid. DON’T READ IN PUBLIC. Unless… you enjoy the risk of being caught. It isn’t just a book. It’s an experience that will make your body burn. Every story in this book is fast, wild, and full of heat. Bold women take what they want. Dominant men fight their urges. Every touch, every look, every whispered word will make you crave more. As you read, your heart will race. Your body will react before your mind can catch up. You’ll gasp, shiver, and ache for pleasure. Each story is written to make you move your hand as you read, to feel every word. We have it all—MF, MM, FF, MFM, FFM, MMMF, and everything in between. Every fantasy you can imagine. Every kind of desire. Every risky mix of heat. The thrill of being caught. The rush of secret wants. The pull of power and lust. It’s all here. You’ll imagine being there, feeling every touch, every kiss, every deep push. No holding back. No rules. Just raw, hot desire. Your eyes read the words. Your hand follows your body’s needs. You’ll touch yourself, tremble, and feel the heat grow. By the last page, you’ll be breathing fast, shaking, and wanting more. And the stories won’t leave your mind. They’ll stay with you, making you ache for the next word, the next touch, the next release. This isn’t just reading. It’s indulgence. One hand holds the phone. The other? That’s up to you. Are you ready to give in?

Every day, my son and husband finish all the house chores before I even get home. But only because they're bringing my husband's first love, Sally Sullivan, back for Thanksgiving, I pour boiling water on my son's face. I also kick both my son and husband out when it's 104°F outside. Desperate to save our son, my husband sprawls across the front porch, begging me to open the door. "Wanda, open the door! We need to save our son! I only invited Sally over because she saved you once back then. I didn't mean anything else by it!" "Mom, it hurts!" my son cries. "Mom, can't you kiss me? Mom…" Meanwhile, I'm slouching on the couch, snacking away as I watch TV. In the end, my husband can't take it anymore and brings me to the Bad Mom Court for trial. The moment my memories are extracted, the entire court bursts into tears.

Depois da grande guerra entre humanos, vampiros, lobisomens e elfos, foi feito um acordo de que descendentes híbridos governariam o mundo. A cada século, alianças por meio de casamentos entre humanos e esses três clãs decidiriam o próximo governante. Quem desse à luz o primeiro filho híbrido garantiria o poder para sua linhagem. Em minha vida passada, escolhi me casar com Jax, o filho mais velho da alcateia de lobisomens, conhecido por sua lealdade feroz. Dei à luz nosso filho híbrido, um filhote de pelagem branca que chamamos de Zeal. Nosso filho se tornou o próximo governante do mundo, e Jax ganhou um poder imenso. Minha irmã cobiçava a beleza dos elfos e se casou com o clã deles. Mas o príncipe elfo dormia com todas as fêmeas da floresta. No fim, minha irmã contraiu uma doença que a deixou estéril. Tomada pela inveja e pelo rancor, ela provocou um incêndio que me queimou viva junto com meu filhote. Quando abri os olhos novamente, eu estava de volta ao dia das alianças raciais. Minha irmã já havia dormido com Jax primeiro. Eu sabia que ela também havia renascido. Mas ela não sabia que Jax era brutalmente selvagem com suas companheiras, tendo despedaçado inúmeras lobas em sua cama durante seus períodos de cio.

On the third day of my son, Zeke Murphy's disappearance, I've hacked into the smart AI system belonging to the entire apartment block. All 202 families in this block are locked up in their respective homes thanks to my ministrations. After that, I leave my first text message in the residents' group chat. "My son, Zeke Murphy, is in this very building. From now on, I will expose a family's secret every hour. If I can't find Zeke, all of you will go to hell with me." A CEO of a company with tens of millions of dollars' worth of assets is quick to lash out at me angrily in the group chat. "Have you gone nuts? Your son's disappearance has nothing to do with us! I order you to stop what you're doing immediately!" I type out my second text and attach a screenshot of an encrypted financial statement. "@1502Mr.Cooper, you have 59 minutes left. Here's a friendly reminder to check your overseas bank account. I'd like to see if the tax department is interested in its contents." I know that Zeke is currently staring at a resident on this very block right now.

THE SPOILED BRAT AND HER BODYGUARD | 18+ Annatalia de Marco doesn't know contentment and constraint. All her life, she was envied, spoiled, and pampered. That's until she was involved in a scandal and this time, her father has had enough. The spoiled brat ends up with an ex-military whose only purpose was to make sure she doesn't make matters worse. Damiano Rossi was an ex-military who carries himself with a dangerous aura. As cold as ice and as impenetrable as a stone wall, no one really knows the real him. Guarding and protecting Annatalia was supposed to be easy for Damiano, but there was a blazing tension between them that will surely burn them. In pain or pleasure? That is the question.

No momento em que Luana Tavares perdeu o bebê, Henrique Ribeiro estava comemorando o retorno de Bianca Monteiro ao país. Três anos ao lado dele—cuidando, se dedicando, sendo parceira—no fim, pra ele, Luana era só uma empregada e cozinheira dentro de casa. Ela se cansou, perdeu a esperança, e decidiu se divorciar. No círculo deles, todo mundo sabia: Luana era famosa por ser igual chiclete, difícil de desgrudar. — Eu aposto que em um dia a Luana volta correndo. — Um dia? Meio dia já é máximo. — Disse Henrique. Assim que assinou o divórcio, Luana decidiu: nunca mais olhar pra trás. Se jogou na nova vida, correu atrás da carreira deixada de lado, se ocupou em conhecer gente nova. Dia após dia, Henrique já não via nem sombra dela em casa. Quando o desespero bateu, numa conferência, Henrique finalmente a viu—ela estava cercada de gente, diferente de antes. Ele foi direto: — Luana, até quando você vai continuar com essa palhaçada?! Dante Siqueira entrou na frente, empurrou Henrique com frieza: — Não encosta na sua cunhada. Henrique nunca amou Luana. E, quando finalmente aprendeu a amar, ela já não tinha mais espaço pra ele.

I served; I did what I needed to do, but it wasn't good enough. I sat chained in a dark room for nearly 3 hard, painful years, trying my best to keep myself protected and together when all I wanted to do was crumble under the pain and loss of my self-worth and ability to defend myself. There was never an even fight. It was them against me. Tied up. My brother is my life. We are Twins, and when I found out that he had died even though I tried my best to keep him alive and save him, My whole world fell to pieces. I'm a fighter; I don't back down so easily. I fight for what I believe in, but his death brings me to my knees and makes me feel as though I am drowning. His best friend is there to pick me back up. He makes me feel safe and loved, even when I can't love or forgive myself. He shows up even when I don't want him to, and he proves that he is there. Encourages me to take that leap and believe in myself. But can I really do this? Can I live even without my brother here?