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Nineteen-year-old Alex Raynot has never known peace. Between a sick younger brother, parents whose love curdled into daily war, and a cheating ex who turned violent, she’s learned that survival means never trusting too deeply, and never hoping too much. But when one night of terror drives her straight into the path of three dangerous men who look like sin sculpted in flesh, her world takes a turn she could never have imagined. Reed. Rhett. Rhys. Three brothers with eyes like night and power that hums in the air around them. They rule Denver’s underground. Their names whispered with both reverence and fear. Ruthless. Unreachable. Untouchable. Until Alex crashes into their world. A wrong door. A desperate escape. One encounter that should have ended in disaster becomes a collision course with fate. Because when her family is forced to relocate for her grandfather’s funeral, Alex discovers the unthinkable truth: those same three men, the ones who saved her, and branded her mind with fear and forbidden desire, are her step uncles. Now, she’s trapped inside their mansion, surrounded by luxury that feels like a gilded cage. Every hallway hums with tension, every look from Reed burns like a challenge, every word from Rhys teases the edge of danger, and every silent glance from Rhett feels like a promise of something she shouldn’t want. They’re older. Powerful. Untouchable. And yet, each carries a darkness that pulls her closer. But beneath the glittering wealth and cold marble walls lie secrets her father refuses to explain, secrets about why he left this family years ago, and what kind of empire his half-brothers truly built.

Her deep big dark brown eyes were still the same, but only deeper in the glow of the evening sunglight. When they met mine, it was like they saw right through me, knew my darkest deepest thoughts, my vulnerability, my fears and my desires. It felt like she knew what I don't.... And it really freaked me out.She was fair skinned, had this beauty mark beside her left eye, and it was cute, plus her small straight nose. Her pale brown thin lips were always like they were in a pout.She wasn't my type, that was for sure. So why was I completely irresistibly fascinated by her like I was spell bind?"How old are you? My voice came out a little too rough for my own liking, because all I could think of was nibbling on those pale brown thin lips of hers, run my tongue over them, and lastly, kiss them."Seventeen." She replied after releasing a deep breath which I suspected she'd held captive earlier on. Her tiny hands pulled the hoodie away from her hair and I came face to face with her cornrows.This girl!Fuuuuuuck! She was beautiful, she was possibly the most beautiful thing I had come across today. I don't know, maybe she looked that beautiful to me because she brought me to this enchanted place."I bet you know me as Octavia cause I know you as Eliakim." She raised her eyes up to mine again. "It's a strange name, never heard of it, but it's nice." I was starting to like it when she stared at me, even longed for her eyes to meet mine."So is yours."***This story is about a bipolar guy, and an insecure girl.

Luke moved then. Fast. Too fast. One second he was across the room, the next he was in front of her, towering over her like a wall of heat and fury. His hands came up, gripping her arms not gently, not cruelly, but with a force that said he was one second from shattering. “You think I don’t fight for you every damn day?” His voice was low, dangerous, vibrating with something raw. “You think I don’t take bullets for you behind the scenes? Every single move I make is to keep you breathing, Abigail. So don’t you dare stand there and act like I’m doing nothing.” Her breath hitched, but the anger didn’t stop burning. “Then say it to her. Say it to their faces instead of hiding behind silence like a coward!” Something snapped in his eyes then something sharp and blazing. And before Abigail could blink, his mouth was on hers. The kiss wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t sweet. It was a collision hard, punishing, desperate. All the rage, the fear, the need that had been coiling between them exploded like fire. Abigail gasped against him, her hands going up to his chest, meaning to push him away except she didn’t. Just couldn’t. Because the second his tongue slid against hers, the second his body pressed flush against hers, every bone in her body melted. Luke growled low in his throat, a sound that made heat curl deep in her belly. He spun her, slamming her gently but firmly against the wall, his hands framing her face as he devoured her mouth like he’d been starving for years.

“You are not a prisoner, but you are my wife. You are officially a Davenport for the next six months, so act like one!” He warned me. “Fuck you.” I spat at him. “If you want my dick, all you have to do is strip and bend over the table. I might consider you and fuck you.” ………………….. THIS IS A SPICY AND DARK MAFIA ROMANCE BOOK. KILLIAN DAVENPORT IS UNHINGED!! R18. 185 days. That’s how long Aspen Vale must survive as the wife of Killian Davenport. The ruthless mafia lord who bought her freedom, only to cage her in his world of power, secrets, and sin. She was sold to him like property. Her father signed her life away for money, and Killian accepted not out of love, but obsession. She looks like the woman he once lost. And now he refuses to let her go. In Killian’s mansion, there are rules, cruel and unyielding rules. No lies. No defiance. No pregnancy. He doesn’t want a wife. He wants a ghost to worship, a memory to control. But Aspen isn’t made to be broken. The more he tries to destroy her, the more she burns beneath his touch. She tells herself she’ll endure him for 185 days—then escape. But monsters like Killian don’t set their prey free. And the most dangerous part of all? She’s no longer sure she wants him to.

I lived in this world full of lies and shit. And those people who know nothing but to judge me. They were busy talking about other people's shits and not minding their own life. Who are they? Did they give me money to feed me and my son? I am not a criminal to treat them like this. They don’t even know me and my story, but the way they looked at me, it was like they have known me for years. Their eyes send daggers at me whenever they see me passing by across the street. Their scrutinizing looks made me feel like I’m just an insect that they wanted me to get rid of. What did I do to them to treat me like I killed someone? Am I a bad person? I was just trying to give my son a good life. I know it may be dirty in their eyes, but at least I did not beg and ask for money from them. I've been living in this unfortunate world since I got fooled by love. And to keep my son, I need to work in this kind of profession. Yes, I worked in a place that they thought was the dirtiest job… But I am still proud that I am Felicity "Happy" Mondragon, and will do my best to give my child everything he needs. Find out why a loving and optimistic woman turned out to be a stripper. Will she find someone who could give her way out of that cruel world?

Aliza's Point of View "Let me go," I said as I tried to get away from him, but I couldn't because he was too strong. Catherine walked over to me with an evil smile on her face. "Why," I asked, needing to know why she would betray me the way she did. "Why would you do this to me, to my father? How could you betray us like this? My father is your mate, and you did this. You acted like you loved me, like I was your daughter, but you lied. Why?" I asked, and she laughed. "You are dumb, just like your father was. I never loved you. I did all of this to get what I wanted. I never cared about you or your father. You two were just too stupid to notice how much I hated you both," Catherine said "You are evil. How could you say you never cared about my father? He is your destined mate," I said, and she laughed. "No, he isn't," Catherine said, which shocked me. Her claws started to extend, and she pushed them through my chest and pulled out my heart. I fell to the ground, and all I saw was blackness.

Valeria wanted nothing more than a good man who would treat her like she deserves. She really thought her boyfriend Sam was the man meant for her and always compared him with other guys even when it was really obvious he wasn't treating her right. Her life almost came to an end when he instantly broke up with her on a Valentine's day, which was also her birthday. This destroyed her career and left her heartbroken and Valerie thought the only way she could get over him was to drink, drink and drink down to stupor. Her life only became worst and it felt like the world was crashing on her when she discovered she was pregnant for an unknown stranger. If felt like everything was going on good when she found the picture of the man who she had spent the night with, and only then did she also find out her baby's daddy is a CEO, owner of an A1 tech company in new York and other companies in different countries. Valeria goes in search of him, but he bluntly denies ever having anything to do with her. Just like that, she leaves and months later meets a young, tall, handsome doctor who takes her in till she finally put to bed. Raising her kids alone with Ares was going on smoothly until the young CEO comes to claim his twins and is ready to do anything to have them back.

Marrying Sebastian Romano had felt like a wish granted too perfectly to be real… until reality crushed it. For two years, Jasmine lived in a blur of champagne, penthouse lights, and a husband who looked at her like she was his entire future. In the third year, the silence arrived. The kisses turned into calendar appointments. The marriage shrank into handshakes and small talk. Then Jasmine found the truth. Sweet messages that were not for her. Hotel bookings that did not include her name. A blonde secretary who did not know shame. Jasmine walked out without looking back. She left her ring, the signed divorce papers, and her ruined heart on their ridiculous king-size bed. What she did not know was that another life had already started inside her. Five years later, Jasmine lived small on purpose. Quiet. Safe. Her child grew up without drama, without the weight of the Romano name. Jasmine promised herself it would stay that way. Until Adrian. Adrian was nothing like the men who used to own her world. Calm where they were cruel, clever without being cruel, steady in a way that felt dangerous only because she wanted to trust it. With him, Jasmine finally stopped feeling like a problem to fix and started feeling like a person to keep. When Adrian dropped to one knee at a glittering Monte Carlo...Jasmine did something she had sworn never to do again. She thought about forever. Then she saw him. Sebastian Romano. The man she had loved, left, and learned to hate in the exact same lifetime. Those cold eyes. That unreadable face. The past she thought she had buried standing three steps away from her fresh start. “Interesting,” Sebastian said. “Your fiancé… happens to be my brother.”

Born into an extremely influential family in the Far West of the United States, Janis Walter, of course had every right to throw her weight around in every way she could. She possessed characteristics most people believed was supposed to be for the male gender, and unfit for a feminine goddess like her. But you know what? They were wrong. Janis considered them all wrong and they dared not challenge her. On the opposite side was Jax Storms. Not wealthy, not poor...Just in between. Sure, like every western man, he was masculine, but what happens when he comes in contact with Janis who was overbearingly domineering? And in the most unlucky way too. They had a one night stand! ~. .~ Janis gasped in shock when she saw Jax, after haven not seen him since that night. Memories from that night immediately hit her and her cheeks flushed red immediately. He didn't look like he did the last time she had seen him; he looked very different, and more sophisticated. To her surprise, he turned out to be the CEO of the corporation that was closely in competition with hers. "Hello." Janis spoke and his eyes narrowed immediately, before giving her a fake smile that didn't even reach his eyes. "How are..." "I didn't come here for a reunion." Jax cut her off. He didn't like how she smiled at him, he believed it was fake and she was just like her younger sister, who looked down on people who had no status attached to their name. "Then what did you come here for?" She asked, unable to believe that the CEO standing in front of her had been the Uber guy who got her pregnant. "I want custody of my child." He deadpanned and the smile drained from her face.

When the right one shows up, you win all your love battles. Martha finally meets the love of her life. She was emotionally drained , used and dumped. At some point, she feels like staying single for the rest of her life, until Don shows up. He first seems like everyone else but guess what! He is one in a million and becomes the most special person in her life. Married happily ever after with a magnificent wedding. Life is beautiful . Don becomes the father of her children and they live happily ever after