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A few years ago, Olivia Sheridan packed her bags and moved to a new country, hoping to bury her grief and past so she could start a new life. Her only rule is ‘no attachments.’ You can't lose what you don't have. The rule serves her well until she moves into a house and meets her new roommate's brother. Dominic Moore always gets what he wants, and what he wants is a naked Olivia sprawled on his bed. But the playboy billionaire soon sees how reluctant she is, so starting a relationship with this reclusive girl will be difficult. Because of this, Dominic proposes an arrangement that will suit their wild attraction for one another while having no strings attached. The offer is almost too good to be true. Olivia accepts the terms, but not all is what it seems. Dominic has other plans and won't stop at lustful passion and desire. He intends to break her carefully guarded world so all her secrets are laid bare…

“Sign it, your work is done here,” Diego flung a divorce paper at his wife’s face, Camilla eyes filled with tears. “What…” lost of words, she couldn’t believe 4years of marriage is going to waste just like that. “Just sign the damn papers!” He yelled and out of fear, Camille took the paper and sign on them. Diego took the paper with a scoff and was walking out when he stopped and looked at her, “That thing you called pregnancy that’s in you, get rid of it and leave my house,” With that he walked out. Camille packed her bags ready to leave when three luxurious cars stopped at her front, “What’s happening?” Two huge men came out of one, “We are asked to come get you by your father Leonard Guevara,” Wait, Camille blinked at the name they just called. Guevara? The multi-billionaire?! Why is he suddenly my father???

On Mom's death anniversary, drug dealers break into the cemetery and take me away. To get revenge on my brother, Zack Smith—a forensic pathologist—they torture me until there isn't even a single uninjured spot left on my body. I hold on for almost three days, barely surviving, until I finally get a chance to call him for help. However, Zack replied, "Why didn't they kill you for good? A jinx like you who killed your own mother shouldn't be allowed to live!" When the drug dealers notice my action, they shatter all of my bones. The next day, a janitor discovers several large bags of human remains in the trash can. Zack painstakingly reassembles my body back together with his own hands—yet he fails to recognize that it's me, his younger sister he always claims to hate. When the drug dealers are finally arrested, he descends into madness.

Anaiah's life was perfect,she had good wealthy parents ,a loyal bestfriend,a perfect boyfriend and was popular in school.Until one day she came back from school and met her mom backing their bags .Her parents were getting a divorce! Anaiah had to move with her mom to some suburban town in the middle of nowhere called Helway,her boyfriend cheated on her with her supposed to be loyal bestfriend and her life at her new school was hellish.Until she met him in biochemistry class.Hayes,the schools bad boy.Every interaction with him was fire,every touch electric .He always awakened desires and cravings she never knew she had ,never sating them and always leaving her hungry and breathless.And she did same to him,in an innocent and unintentional way.And they both kept coming back for more..To make matters worse,they were neighbors!Is Anaiah going to give this bad boy a chance or go with the safer choice,Micah,the towns model young adult?

"The kingdom of Far Shore still resents Donnelly, its neighboring land, for forming an alliance with those filthy High Clifters and then defeating them in war. Twice! They really must pay for such an insult. And what better way to prick their pride than to steal their lovely, revered princess, mutilate her a little, and then ransom her back to them for a hefty sum. So, the king blackmails stable hand, Farrow, into accepting the mission of kidnapping Princess Nicolette and bringing her back to Far Shore to meet her gruesome fate. With his sister’s life on the line, Farrow reluctantly accepts the quest and travels through desert and forest, only to find Nicolette eagerly awaiting his arrival with her bags already packed and good to go, spouting off insane nonsense about being his destiny and one true love. What follows is a crazy, eclectic adventure that brings two lost souls together and helps them learn who they’re supposed to be and what they’re supposed to do in this ever-changing journey called life. A Love Mark Fantasy Romance! Can be read with ONE TRUE LOVE."

What do you do after catching your boyfriend of five years cheating in your own bed? Charlotte Montgomery didn't cry. She packed her bags, slipped into her custom Louboutin heels, and did something reckless. One night, one stranger, one wild mistake, meant to be a goodbye. Except fate had other plans. Because that stranger? He’s not only heartbreakingly gorgeous and rich, he might also be engaged to the very woman Charlotte’s ex cheated on her with. Now she’s spiraling, from walk-of-shame mornings to revenge fantasies to unexpected late-night calls. And just when she thinks it couldn’t get worse, a pregnancy test changes everything. Trapped between the man who shattered her and the one who might ruin her again, Charlotte’s world turns into a tangled mess of secrets, lust, and impossible choices. She wanted closure. She got chaos. And she’s about to find out what happens when love, betrayal, and karma all hit at once.

My son asked me for something I couldn’t give. “Just three chances, Mom,” he whispered. “If he really doesn’t love us after that… we’ll leave forever.” He was talking about his father — Giovanni Romano. The heir to a Mafia empire. My husband in name only. He never called our son his own. He never once said he loved me. Chance one, Giovanni forgot. Chance two, he lied. Chance three… he broke something no apology could fix. So I packed our bags, held my son’s hand, and walked away. No tears. No goodbyes. Just quiet. The night our plane took off, my phone buzzed. “Wait,” his message read. “I’m coming home.” But home isn’t where he is anymore. It’s wherever my son finally sleeps without crying. Because some promises don’t break — they shatter. And some mothers never wait again.

Owen Dawson is one of Eastwood’s most eligible bachelors. He could have any woman he wants, but when it comes to settling down, he only has eyes for Charlie Williams, and he blew his chance with her years ago. While Owen is busy trying to convince everyone—and himself—that the playboy life is for him, Charlie is trying to put her life back together.After discovering her fiancé was cheating on her, Charlie packs her bags, leaves her fancy New York job, and goes back to the one place she never thought she’d return to: home. Determined to start over and stay far, far away from men, the last thing Charlie needs in her life is her first love, Owen…and the old feelings that come rushing back the moment she lays eyes on him.While Charlie swears to avoid romance of any kind, Owen is willing to do whatever it takes to prove he’s a changed man and win Charlie back…even if it means fighting dirty.

“I, Atlas Maxwell the future Alpha of Blue Zircon pack, reject you Selene Argus Phoebe as my mate and the Luna of Blue Zircon pack.” My heart shattered on that faithful day I got rejected by my mate. Unfortunately I wasn’t broken enough for my mate and that was when the real suffering started, I became my mate’s sex slave. As if that was not enough, he broke my limit when I overheard this conversation. “Using her as sex slave is not enough.” “But Atlas, you’ve rejected her and you’re basically covering her beauty while using her as your sex slave, what more could you want?” Luke asks “Using her to breed omegas.” The statement that crushed what was left inside of me. I packed my bags and left the pack that day not realizing that I was pregnant…..but for who?? Fours years later, I was back but only for one thing; Revenge. But on who? My rejected mate or my babies daddy? Or both?

At eight months pregnant, my younger sister, Reina York, pushed me down the stairs, causing me to go into early labor.  At the hospital, I called Xavier Morales, but he answered with an impatient scoff. "What do you expect me to do about it? Stop bothering me." Xavier hated me, and he never wanted our child. Our baby girl was born, but despite the doctors doing everything they could, she did not make it. I called Xavier repeatedly, but he coldly hung up on me every time. Then, just moments later, I saw Reina's latest social media post. Xavier was there with her, smiling like he did not have a care in the world. He had completely abandoned me just to be with Reina. Even when our baby was cremated, they were still posting about their love like nothing had happened.  I did not scream, nor did I cry—I just packed my bags and left.