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In the intricate dance of love and fate, Gauravi found herself entangled in a web of emotions. Mihir, the epitome of eligibility, had adored her since kindergarten. Despite being the heir to the country's diamond empire, he chose a life as a doctor just to be with her. As their wedding bells chimed on the horizon, Gauravi embarked on a tour, unknowingly stepping into the unexpected realm of someone from her past, who is a certified Casanova. Despite their childhood clashes, circumstances pushed them into a closeness that ignited a passionate connection, unraveling a love she hadn't anticipated. Gauravi's heart unwittingly surrenders to an enigmatic man – a walking contradiction of arrogance and charm. He embodies everything she despises, yet fate orchestrates an unexpected dance, and she finds herself entangled in the complexities of love. Little does she know, behind the façade of the MCP (Male Chauvinistic Pig) lies a labyrinth of secrets, veiling the true identity of the man who has captured her heart. As the impending wedding approached, Gauravi, pregnant with another man's child, faced an agonizing decision. She broke the engagement confessing her newfound love, only to be rejected by that Casanova in return. In a twist of fate, Gauravi, wounded and carrying the weight of unexpected responsibilities, agreed to marry his fiance again to salvage what remained of her shattered world. Will Gauravi find solace and happiness in a marriage of convenience? What prompted the Casanova, the object of her desires, to deny the love that had blossomed between them? Will destiny's gamble lead to a revelation that changes everything? Dive into this captivating tale where love confronts the unexpected, and hearts collide in the unpredictable rhythm of life.

Lors du Tournoi des Herboristes, ma sœur adoptive, Valérie Duval, a remporté la gloire en volant ma recette. Mais contre toute attente, ce tournoi n'était qu'un prétexte pour choisir une épouse au jeune héritier des Hommes-Serpents, une race réputée stérile, cruelle et difforme. Le soir même, une proposition de l'union est arrivée : ils exigeaient Valérie. À cette annonce, mon fiancé, Adrian Berger, pris de panique, s'est immédiatement uni à elle par le lien conjugal. Valérie s'est dandinée devant moi avec arrogance, exhibant le tatouage lupin au bas de son dos : « Adrian est à moi désormais. Que comptes-tu faire ? Il ne te reste que trois jours avant ton vingt-cinquième anniversaire. Si personne ne t'épouse d'ici là, tu seras assignée aléatoirement à un de ces barbares nomades. » Mais elle se trompait. J'avais un autre choix. Je suis allée droit au salon où mes parents tentaient de rattraper les dégâts causés par Valérie et j'ai déclaré : « Puisqu'elle refuse d'épouser l'héritier du Serpent, je le ferai ! »

Dangerous, sexy, and arrogant, badboy billionaire, Dominique Gray always gets his way; in the boardrooms and even in the bedroom. His arrogance is twice the size of his bank account and he walks like he owns the universe. Running away from her past and the life she’d hoped to forget, Robyn Denver fled from Italy to New York City, hoping to start afresh as a practical nurse in one of the most prestigious hospitals in the state. A new life, a new place, and a new identity. Everything is going as planned, not until Robyn crosses paths with Dominique Gray, one of the country’s most influential and powerful figures. He’s everything she’d vowed to stay away from, but yet she hates the fact that he brings out the woman in her she’d locked and long suppressed. He’s alluring, manipulative, domineering, all of everything she loathes, but yet she can’t resist the billionaire’s charms. Dominique wants the one thing he knows he can’t have, but yet he’s not willing to back down. Robyn Denver is everything challenging and feisty, and one thing Dominique Gray loves is challenge. After a heated and passionate one night together in a masked charity event, Robyn walks away with Dominique Gray craving for more. But what happens when Dominique Gray wants the one thing Robyn isn’t willing to give? Her heart. And when the past Robyn has been running away from disrupts her new life, will Robyn let her heart cherish the one best thing in her life or will her past keep them apart? *** CONTENT WARNING: This story is rated for a mature audience and includes explicit sexual content, sexual language and violence.

"Strip!" Zavier commanded in his thick and husky voice which made a shiver ran down to Innara's spine. "Please don't Ari---" she tried to plead and felt tears burning her eyes but she chose to not to show her weakness to the cruel and emotionless man in front her but Zavier cut off her sentence in the middle. "Now I'll fuck you right against this door so your daughter can know what her momma is doing inside this room." Zavier whispered in her ear lowly bitting at her ear lobe making Innara to whimper in pain and fear. Zavier Garcia, the mafia boss of Mexican mafia is cold, rude and arrogant type of man. He is a man of strict principles. He likes to keep his things to himself because he doesn't have any person for whom he can get possessive and keep them to themselves not live he want someone. He likes to live alone and he is fine with that. Innara, is a less spoken, simple and elegant woman. She is a single mother has a cute and beautiful three years old daughter Aria. Her world revolves around Aria. She has no one in her life except Aria and her best friend Nitya. She doesn't know what's her true identity from where did she come from. She doesn't know who her family is. But what will happen when circumstances will force Innara to beg in front of Zavier to make her his play thing? Will she put her self respect at stake and feed to Zavier's arrogance?

"Have you ever seen an naked man before?" I asked as she steps into the shower. "No..." she shuddered. "Very good." I turned off the shower, took her cheek in my hand, and start kissing her delectable lips. She was moaning as her hand still clasps to mine, and her other hand awkwardly touched my slippery naked chest. ***** He was cursed by a sorceress to hell where he exhausts decades of his life crawling his way up until he becomes the king that rules the dark lands in the pit of hell. For hundreds of years, he longed to be human again, to breathe in the fresh air of the earth above. He was waiting until the right time, the right key that could set him free back above the pit of darkness. But he was not ready when that key turned to be a very beautiful innocent woman that was mated to him, the descendant of the sorceress herself. ******* From a very young age, she had been alone survival. Her parents had died in a tragic accident, according to the police report. But she knew it wasn't an accident, it was fate as her elders had explained to her days after the incident. Her elders also guided her all through her adolescent life, up until she reached adulthood. Then they unveiled her true destiny as they told her that she was to set the dark lord free. She was skeptical but mesmerized when she saw the handsome, arrogant, controlling lord of darkness. She was not ready when her elders told her that she was mated to him. ******** Will the innocence break down his arrogance? Will her bubbly personality crushed by his controlling attitude? Follow me and uncover the story of a man and woman from different worlds.

"Beg for it," Zane murmured, pressing his fingers into Asher's jaw painfully until the omega parted his lips with a whimper. "Please let me suck your cock.” Asher pleaded, eyes wet with tears as he eyed Zane’s fat, leaking rod like it was his most prized possession. ````` HE WAS BORN TO INHERIT AN EMPIRE... UNTIL ONE SINGLE MISTAKE COST HIM EVERYTHING! Heir to an empire with a last name that opens every door, Asher West was powerful. An Alpha bred to be dominant, Asher takes what he wants and never looks back. But for all his arrogance, Asher had two weaknesses. His taste for danger…and his blistering, malignant, and seething HATRED for his half-brother, Zane West. And that hatred was the key to his downfall. Now stripped of his status, his pride, and his biology, Asher finds himself trapped in an Omega’s body, in a world that only worships the strength of an Alpha. And worse, the man holding the leash is none other than the one he hated the most. His half-brother, now his master. Zane West. He was the bastard no one wanted. After a decade of being abused and bullied by Asher West, ignored by the West Clan, there was no mercy or humanity left in Zane’s gaze, only the promise of ownership. And the slow, patient destruction of the golden prince who once ruled him. Zane doesn’t want love. Or even forgiveness. He wants to own Asher, furrow deep into his skull until his entire existence revolves around pleasing him, Zane West. But there’s a problem…Asher won’t go down without a fight, and Zane…at his core was still an Alpha whose primal instinct is to protect his Omega. Who will end up taming whom?

She died early and went to heaven. Her first wish was to live more in one place, her second wish was to fall in love and her third wish was to die a natural death. She gets to live in three different eras, she gets to fall in love with two guys and she dies at the age of 22 in every era. But she is stubborn to fulfil her wishes her own way...will she be able to go against the orders of the almighty? ................................................................................................. "Who are you?", I asked. "How can you be so dumb", he replied. "Nice name but a bit long for my liking", that was me. And all I got was an angry look. "What! You could have just answered my question without any stupid remarks.", I have no idea from where this audacity came in me. His eyes were red and at that moment I knew he is from some higher order family who have no habit of listening to comebacks. "It's not tough to see how dumb you are to treat the animal before even looking for the rider.", he said with so much arrogance that even the horse made a sound which clearly meant 'I WANT TO PUNCH HIM'. "If a rider doesn't know how to ride without getting hurt, I guess it's more worth saving the horse. It can at least have a master who knows how to ride properly and be productive.", I said with a smirk. "You clearly don't know who I am or else you would have not just saved me first but also would have shown respect.", he shouted at me. What an arrogant jerk! At that moment I knew we hate each other, but fate had some other plans for us!

Depuis cinq ans, mon compagnon destiné, l'Alpha Killian, a utilisé mon corps pour survivre à ses ruts. Il ne m'a jamais marquée. Depuis cinq ans, j'ai avalé des inhibiteurs pour dissimuler notre lien au monde entier. Jusqu'à ce soir. Ce soir, lorsqu'il a fini, il m'a dit d'être présente à la cérémonie de la pleine lune. J'ai cru qu'il était enfin prêt à me revendiquer. À faire de moi sa Luna. Mais il s'est contenté de sourire avec arrogance et de m'annoncer qu'il allait s'accoupler avec Vivian. La fille d'un Alpha. Une louve au sang véritable. Et moi ? Je n'étais rien de plus que son sale petit secret. Le remède à son rut. Il est parti sans un regard en arrière. J'ai essuyé mes larmes, je suis rentrée dans mon appartement et j'ai jeté tous mes inhibiteurs à la poubelle. Ma meilleure amie a cru que j'avais perdu la raison. Elle m'a demandé si je déclarais la guerre à l'Alpha. J'ai secoué la tête. Non. Je l'efface. Puis j'ai accepté l'invitation de l'Alpha Adrian. Un rival venu d'Europe. Dans sept jours, je partirais pour toujours.

« Regarde-moi pendant que je te baise. » Ce mariage arrangé n'est pas une mince affaire. C'est dangereux. Des alliances se nouent. La loyauté se jure. L'amour est une arme. Je leur ferai comprendre que je suis une force avec laquelle il faut compter – et ils me craindront. Pour ma famille, je ferai tout ce qu'il faut pour la protéger. Dès que j'entends son nom, je sais que je fonce droit dans le danger. C'est un homme dangereux et puissant, d'une arrogance à la hauteur. Mais je n'ai aucune intention de me soumettre à lui. Grand, ténébreux et mortel. Son charme et sa cruauté sont à couper le souffle. Chaque seconde passée en sa présence ne fait qu'attiser l'attirance, et pourtant, le danger qu'il représente pour mes proches est de plus en plus grand. Mon corps le désire, mais mon instinct me crie de rester loin de lui. Il est capable de détruire tout ce qui m'est cher. Mais lorsque la violence éclate et que mon monde s'écroule, je suis contrainte de m'en remettre à lui. Sera-t-il mon sauveur ou mon bourreau ? C'est la seule chose que je ne peux contrôler.

Tessa and Raymond’s marriage was never about love, it was convenience, appearances, and expectations. Raymond, with his conventional charm and striking handsomeness, was admired by everyone, but his heart was never fully hers. He had always been drawn to Danielle Green. He claimed she was just a friend, but Tessa knew better. Every secret outing, every hidden smile all carved wounds into Tessa’s heart, leaving her feeling invisible in her own marriage. The tipping point comes when Tessa stumbles upon a post online, a wave of public scolding aimed at her for supposedly breaking the home, for being the obstacle to Danielle. In a blaze of frustration and humiliation, she serves Raymond divorce papers. But instead of freeing her, Raymond refuses. He offers her silly, manipulative terms to meet him, seduces, and taunts her, proving he will never let her go easily. Fueled by a mix of rage and determination, Tessa begins to reclaim her power. She finds herself drawn into a complicated dynamic with Derek, Raymond’s best friend, a man with his own history of tension with Raymond and secret feelings for Tessa. The attention stirs something in her: attraction, validation, a hint of revenge. It ignites a spark Raymond cannot ignore. For Raymond, it is only the beginning. The thought of losing her shook him to the core. He begins to fight for her in ways he never has, even as his love twists into jealousy and obsession. When Raymond finally drops the mask, revealing the man beneath the arrogance, the man terrified of losing her, Tessa is forced to ask herself the question she swore she’d buried: Can love truly be reborn in the depth of hate, or is his devotion just another chain designed to keep her bound?