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A King is looking for his long-lost queen in the beautiful, magical world of Alloria. In desperation, he strikes a deal with a grey wizard with mysterious intentions, and upon his word, his beloved will return to him. How or when she will return is uncertain. A cheerful and feisty manager in the fashion industry gets her life thrown upside down when she finds herself in a strange new world – and things get even stranger when she stumbles across a group of dressed-up knights –all of them saying they know her by a different name. Now a king of this strange land is out there to win her heart, while a sinister force wants her dead – much like storybooks of old. *** "Love endures everything...Without love...how can one truly live?" "Love did not build my career. It did not get me through taxes...it did not get me my college degree...it did not keep my relationship with my boyfriend...love does not accomplish much where I come from..." "Or perhaps, where you come from, there is too little love, it explains why you are generally so miserable all the time..."

The darkest corners of the world hold the secrets the leaders want you to forget. Deep inside a cabin covered with moss and shadows, those secrets are not yet forgotten. Under the moon, light glistens off of shining stones lining the porch and bundles of herbs drying from the rafters. Candlelight emanates from the interior and warmth surrounds the occupant. Inside this cabin was a forrest witch who was chanting a spell as she added herbs to a small caldron. Smoke rises and electricity fills the room. Her raven hair started to rise and the smoke turned glowing green. Leaves outside the cabin started swirling in the air raising around the cabin forming a circle. “None may find me where I reside, safe in the forrest this witch hides. Safe from the evil doers and safe from their men. None may ever find me again.” Cold. Like ice from an iceberg, his skin molded smoothly across his frame. The envelop in his hands was sealed by the Elder Lords sigil pressed into blood red wax. Slipping his long pale finger, breaking the seal, one word was inside. “Urgente.” His particular talents were once again needed.

A deep bone-melting groan vibrates from his chest. “I want to see you malyshka.Every inch of you.”  I shiver in anticipation as his fingers trail down my back, lowering the zipper of my dress, the fabric pooling at my waist. My tits come into view as cool air kisses my bare skin. His sharp intake of breath makes my stomach flip.  “Damn,” the word is rough, almost reverent as his large hand cups my left tit, squeezing softly. “They look even better than I had imagined.” His grip tightens slightly.   “A perfect fit for my hands.” ☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎☦︎ Serafina had only one dream: to take center stage at the New York Opera. But if wishes were horses, even beggars would have a ride. Thrown into an arranged marriage, She is determined to hate him but soon discovers that there’s a thin line between love and hate. Adriko has no use for love. His focus is power, his goal is revenge.But what do you do when your greatest threat is your most sinful desire? A pawn in the game… A Bride for a truce…

He is a billionaire, she is a billionaire. He is egoistic, she is egoistic. Everyone knows that unlike charges attracts, and like charges repels. But, Louella Warren and Seth Lee broke that law. How? Because their story is “Like charges attract”. Being billionaires, these two couldn't accept what fate offered to them. Neither of them wanted to drop the icy attitude, neither of them wanted to drop the ego, neither of them wanted to admit their feelings. How crazy and tiresome could this be? Was it a crime to say the words “I love you”?But, thinking about it, why were they like this? Love settles it all, right? Why would an ego disrupt the word “love”? Aside from their ego and wealth, could there be more to their stubbornness? Read as Louella and Seth struggled to accept what was easy to take. Read as they tried to fight the battles in their love life; as they tried to get out of the darkness; as they tried to create an almost impossible illuminant that would kill the darkness in their lives.And, how complicated could their story be, when triangles crawled into their already shaky love life? It wasn't just any triangle, it was the “Love triangle”.Read to know more!*Still editing*

“I, Magnus Aldridge, reject you Diana Castellanos as my mate. By my will and word, I sever the bond and fate that exists between us”. Diana has been living a wretched existence in the Zervos Pack since she was a child. Being treated as the lowliest of the low and an abomination, her pride and self-esteem are completely downtrodden- her sense of self worth stomped to dust. She endures it all, having no choice but to accept that that is her life. But it is the rejection from her mate, the one person she thought would accept her no matter what and love her as she is, that finally breaks her. Humiliated, abused and heart broken, she escapes from the pack, the only place she has ever known and plunges into the outside world. Surely, anywhere would be better than the pack that treats her like trash? But who knew that the Fates could be so cruel? The place she escapes to just so happens to be the deadliest in the world. The territory of the Feral Alpha… Would the hurting Diana face the same fate as those before her who were foolish enough to trespass onto his territory, or is there perhaps something special in store for her…

“Who the hell typed this contract, Liam? I see typos.” “What typos? I wrote every damn word myself.” “Then you must’ve been typing while Evelyn was suck–” “Shut the fvck up, Olivia! Just sign it, or forget about ever seeing my babies again.” “They’re my babies too, you asshole! Would you sign if some psycho shoved this shitty contract in your face?” “Then don’t sign. Your loss. Get the fvck out of my office. Call me only after you sign, or you’ll regret it.” --- I thought giving birth would be the happiest day of my life. Instead, it became the day my whole world shattered. While I was still weak and bleeding in that hospital bed, my husband walked in… not with flowers, not with comfort, but with a hard blow to my stitches. That devil set a trap far worse than our marriage itself. And no matter how much I hated him… a part of me still burned whenever he touched me. Was this love, madness, or the devil’s contract I could never escape?

Love is very painful, deceitful yet it is remedy for a torn heart. Isqaar Tarun is such a beautiful girl, who strongly believe in love as the portion for the soul. All her life has always been pain and sorrows, loosing her parents at a tender age, living with a stoic mafia brother who never said a word to her and her frail health made it worse. but love saves Isqaar Tarun, despite the fact that she solemnly hates the mafia for taking away her country's freedom and her brother, she falls for the mafioso prince, her brother's best friend. Ahmed looks like her prince charming, he is kind to her and only her, and of course very good looking. every one wishes to have him but only she has him. And she wants to change him, for the best, however the mafia is all Ahmed has ever had. fate plays a very cunning game to her when she feels she has the world at her feet... Love is just a lie the novel is about the lives of four growing adults. struggling with love, peer pressure, poverty and gang life...

The enemies of my adopted sister's parents mistook me for her and kidnapped me. Before the rogues killed me, they gave me three phone calls for help. If anyone was willing to give me three hundred dollars, I could live. For the first call, I dialed my father. Father didn't listen to a word I said. He immediately unleashed a torrent of curses. "Where the hell are you? Get your ass back home right now for your sister's birthday!" For the second call, I dialed my brother. My brother listened silently to my plea for help, then hung up with a cold snort. "You're never around when the pack needs you. Who's going to fall for this act now?" For the third call, I dialed my fiancé. He didn't even answer. When I called again, I'd been blocked. The rogue wolf laughed at me. "Looks like being the eldest daughter of the Ashwood family doesn't mean much, does it?" After he tortured me to death, he stuffed my body into a suitcase and threw it in the river.

Amara Blake’s life is simple on paper: double shifts at a café, overdue notices tucked under a refrigerator magnet, a mother who needs more than hope can buy. Then she collides with Damian Cole - ruthless, revered, and impossible to ignore - and is pulled into a world of crystal chandeliers, whispered wars, and rules written by men who never hear the word no. What begins as a temporary job becomes a tightrope walk between pride and survival. With a socialite who smiles like a blade watching for her to fall, and an ex-fiancée returning to reopen old wounds, Amara learns that in Damian’s orbit, truth is currency and secrets are weapons. The closer she gets, the more his polished mask fractures - revealing a man built on control, haunted by betrayal, and drawn to the one thing he can’t command: her honesty. This is a slow-burn, high-stakes romance about power and vulnerability, the cost of desire, and the dangerous mercy of telling the truth - especially to someone who doesn’t know how to receive it. What will Amara sacrifice to keep her dignity - and her heart - intact? Will Damian choose control or the woman who unravels it? Can two people built on opposite truths survive the shadows they create together? Read on to find out.

She was an outcast in her own home, the weakest of any supernatural being. She was neither a werewolf, witch, nor vampire, yet she lived amongst them. She was bullied by everyone, including her family, and finally banished into the human world as she was seen as a disgrace to supernatural beings. Cruella had hoped her life would change for the better outside Greenville, but it only took a wild turn. Betrayed by her human friends and left to die in a burning building, she cursed the moon goddess and every other goddess for giving her such cruel faith. To everyone, she had died in the fire, but instead, she rose from the ashes to put her enemies to the ground. Not only did she discover her true origin, she also discovered her powers. She was no ordinary being, but the strongest of them all. A Tribrid, prophesied to save Greenville, but now she knows only one word: vengeance! Vengeance on everyone who hurt her in the past, including the human she had fallen in love with But to acquire this, there's a price—one she's not willing to pay. What could it be? Will she go through with it or remain a weak outcast forever? Will she accept being the savior of Greenville or burn it to the ground?