Awkward Silence

My husband was working over the holidays, again. He’d been sent out of town to oversee one of the Family’s dock operations and a string of gambling houses.. I decided to buy a ticket and surprise him. Only business class was left. Staring at the five-figure price, I gritted my teeth and spent a year’s worth of savings. Then I couldn’t even figure out how to pull down the damn tray table. The socialite seated next to me let out a cold laugh. “Never flown business class before?” I forced an awkward smile. “My apologies. You must be… important. You have that aura.” “Oh, me? No. The man who keeps me is important. He’d charter a private jet if I asked. Business class is practically slumming it.” I blinked. “A… keeper? That’s rare.” “Not really. I’m his secretary. I mess up a lot. Cost him a fortune. He yells at me until I cry. And then, well… crying leads to other things.” She winked. “You know how it is.” “Funny,” I said, my voice tight. “My husband has an assistant who helps him manage accounts for the docks. She’s always messing things up too.” “You’re married?” She looked me over, head to toe. “My man has a wife about your age. Says he’s sick of her. That touching her is boring. Says I’m more exciting just brushing my hair out of my face.” She leaned closer. “I told him I wanted to see him for New Year’s. So he told the wife he had to work.” The diamond on her finger caught the light. It was identical to the wedding band I’d lost. My body went cold. No. Matteo was just a low-level enforcer. A foot soldier the Family occasionally trusted with small operations—dock shipments, backroom gambling, nothing more. When did he become a Don?

A deal sealed in desperation. A marriage bound by secrets. A heart caught between danger and desire. When Isla Monroe agrees to marry a man whose name strikes fear and fascination in equal measure, she steps into a world where power rules, silence conceals, and love is the most dangerous game of all. He’s cold, unreadable, and devastatingly magnetic. She’s fragile, desperate, and holding onto her last thread of hope. What begins as a contract quickly unravels into something far more complicated…. where tension simmers, pasts collide, and every touch feels like a trap. But in a house full of shadows, the greatest mystery isn’t him… It’s why he chose her. And when secrets start to surface, Isla must ask herself the question no one dares to answer. What’s the real price of wearing his ring?

Ellaria Bravemoon loved her husband despite all the reasons she knew she shouldn’t. She gave him five years, her loyalty, and her whole heart. He gave her a contract, a title, and nothing else. Arren Pierce was the Alpha of one of the most powerful Sectors in the werewolf realm, and his wife… was nothing but a placeholder at his side. When Ellaria discovers she’s pregnant with Arren’s twins, she thinks it might finally change things between them. Instead he accuses her of an affair, puts her under house arrest, and walks away with his true fated mate. She loses everything. And when she finally decides to leave, she discovers that the man she has loved in silence for five years isn’t as indifferent as he always pretended to be. But some things, once broken, cannot simply be undone.

"Don't you dare lay a hand on her!" He growled. "But she is nothing. She's just an unwanted omega," Jamey said. "Not anymore," King Barakar replied. "She is mine! She is my mate!" Raya was done with mate bonds, and pack loyalty. Broken, betrayed, and abandoned on the day that was meant to be the happiest day in her life by the Alpha she had loved in silence, she leaves only to collapse at the feet of the most powerful person in the five kingdoms - the Alpha King himself. He claims her as his fated mate and is passionate about her. But unknown to them, they share a destiny that pre-dates them. Raya finds herself in the midst of a power tussle, and she is the center of it all. Her awakened wolf is a threat to some, and a weapon for others. This time, she chooses to fight for her life, her freedom, and the wolf within, even if it sets the world ablaze, no matter the cost.

I was born among wolves… yet I never belonged to them. On nights when the moon reigns high and the forest trembles with their howls, every soul around me burns with the fire of transformation—every soul except mine. I am the Alpha’s daughter who cannot shift. The shame they prefer hidden in the shadows. I never imagined that the night the enemy chose me… would be the night I discovered the truth of who I am. The moment the Crimson Fang Pack’s howl tore through the silence, the air thickened around us. Wolves lifted their heads, answering the call with fierce devotion. And then he appeared—stepping out of the darkness as if the night itself bowed to him. His gaze locked on mine, sharp enough to carve through fate. “She’s the one I want.” With those four words… the world I knew shattered.

She thought she was just signing a contract. He thought she was just another name to silence his family’s pressure. But when the fragile, terminally ill girl he married starts slipping through his fingers, the heartless billionaire who swore he could never love—breaks first. Evelyn Hart never believed in fairy tales. All she wanted was a quiet marriage to escape her cruel relatives and live out her short life in peace. Nicholas Drake, the ruthless New York billionaire with a heart colder than winter, only needed a wife who wouldn’t ask for love. But when the woman he thought he could forget begins to fade away, his carefully built world starts to crumble. He married her for convenience. He never expected to fall in love before she was gone.

Alina was born a princess but lived as a shadow—powerless, overlooked, and too afraid to challenge the brutal world she was born into. In a kingdom where Weres reigned and Lycans were enslaved, she convinced herself that silence was survival. But when the Lycans rose in rebellion, her family was slaughtered, and she died with regret clawing at her heart. Then, she wakes up—twelve years old, on the day she was first assigned a Lycan slave. Armed with the memories of a future drenched in blood, Alina refuses to be the same passive princess. She will change fate, starting with Casimir—the fierce Lycan warrior destined to lead the rebellion… and the very man who killed her. But altering the course of history is not so simple. As she fights to reshape destiny, she finds herself drawn to Casimir in ways she never expected. Can she truly change the future, or will her choices lead to a fate even darker than before?

When a distant howl pierces the silence, Renna freezes in fear. Rogues? The Moonstone Pack hadn’t faced an attack in months, so why were they here now? “Stay hidden in the bushes, Renna,” her mother whispered urgently. After losing her parents and her boyfriend, Ethan, a burning desire for revenge consumes Renna, and she reclaims her home in the Moon Stone Pack. There’s just one problem: her grandmother desperately needs costly surgery. As the daughter of the fallen Alpha, Renna finds herself at a crossroads, unsure of whom to trust. Fate takes an unexpected turn when Xavier, a handsome stranger with a shadowy past, arrives with a proposition. Rumors of Xavier’s cruelty have spread among the packs, making trust risky. Can Renna rely on Xavier to fulfill his promise, or will his secrets from the past unravel their future? In her quest for vengeance, will she uncover the painful truth?

Alina gave up everything to be the perfect wife, cooking his meals, managing his home, and loving him even when it hurt. But in return, her billionaire husband gave his time, attention, and heart… to other women. Everyone saw her as the quiet wife who wouldn’t dare leave. A woman with no voice, no job, and no choice. But the day he walked in with another woman on his arm, and asked Amelia to serve them both, something inside her finally snapped. Now, after years of silence, she’s done begging to be seen. Done waiting to be loved. She walked out with nothing but her dignity, and she’s ready to build her life from the ground up. But what happens when the man who never fought for her realizes he’s losing the only woman who ever truly loved him?

“Shh, little girl,” he growled, teeth catching my bottom lip. I fought the moan, but he circled my clit, my hips jerked helplessly against his hand. Then he pushed my panties aside and sank two thick fingers inside me. I soaked his palm, knees buckling as tremors wracked me. “That’s it, cum for me,” he whispered against my ear. I did. Waves crashed through me while he held me up, stroking gently, murmuring filthy praise that made it sweeter, deeper, more shattering than anything I’d ever felt with a woman. I’m a lesbian. I’ve always known it, claimed it shamelessly. I’ve mapped women’s bodies with my mouth, hands, loving every touch and gasp. My best friend’s tongue between my legs has made me come countless times. The only man I tried, my ex, was awkward, unsatisfying. I swore off them forever. I love women. I love my best friend. So why does this man, her father, the one I should never want make me wetter with one stroke than she ever has? Why am I aching for his cock, pushed inside me, thrusting relentlessly, filling me, ruining me in ways no woman could? Why does bending over his desk for him feel like the right thing to do? One forbidden touch. One devastating truth: I might never want another woman again. When I rejected the vice chancellor's advances, my best friend's obsessive aunt, she threatened expulsion. My friend took me to her father, the college owner. One look at his body and I was lost. That night in their home, hiding in the kitchen while watching him cook, I touched myself, craving what is forbidden. Will my best friend discover my sudden addiction to her father? Will her aunt ever stop wanting me?