Beware The Man Who Speaks In Hands

Judith suddenly inherits a magnificent big house. Fearing loneliness, she looks for friends to spicy her life. She attracts them easily and then, she places a small ad on the Internet looking for a fifth roommate. What if things got complicated again? Judith does not like simplicity, and that is the least you could say!

"What will you say to me to get the obstruction off you?" His cold voice said to me in the dark. "Please, stranger, get me stripped with your teeth." I heard myself saying. That was what he wanted to hear, his hand found my panties, and I felt his fingers crawling into my pussy. He grabbed me there, and I cried in pleasure. ...... What led to this? Making out with a man I've never met before in my life in a club? A heartbreak. One thing got me away from my reasoning and left me as I am. It got me ruined, and my bitchy self took control over me, just to get over my ex. The man I was with, Kennedy, fuck his last name, was just the right person to get me out like I wanted. His gaze.... desire inside me. His hands.... fire on me. ....... Jane wanted to get over her ex-boyfriend for cheating on her, so she went to the club to get wasted, and she spent a night with a stranger. The stranger's face and perfection began to haunt her dreams and day. What confused her most was that she didn't know whether she did anything with the stranger apart from touching and grinding. How should she react whenever she sees the stranger whose mere look at her, dominates her thinking? What will she do when she has to see him almost every day of her life when he is the new HR manager in the company where she works? Has he forgotten about her as much as she forgot his face? Let's see.....

She came to kill him. He was supposed to be her enemy. But the bond they built on lies might be the only real thing either of them has ever had. Zara Merrick has one mission: seduce the Alpha who murdered her sister, earn his trust, and drive a silver blade through his heart. She endures an agonizing ritual that rewires her very biology — altering her scent, implanting false recognition signals, creating an artificial mate bond designed to make the most powerful Alpha in the region believe she is his fated one. She walks into his territory like a weapon wearing a woman's face, and it works perfectly. Ryker Bloodmoon falls for it completely. Or so she thinks. Because Ryker has secrets too — secrets about the night Mia Merrick died, about what her sister really was, and about the truth The Covenant has been hiding from Zara for five years. And when his Beta runs her blood and the lie unravels, Ryker doesn't kill her. He keeps her. Now Zara is a prisoner in the fortress she came to destroy, hunted by the organization that sent her, and haunted by the possibility that everything she believed about her sister — about werewolves, about the war she dedicated her life to — was a carefully constructed lie. Worse, the fake mate bond is dissolving. And what's replacing it feels terrifyingly real.

“I will make you suffer, mate. I’ll break you until the only escape you have is to end your own life,” he hissed, shoving her backward. “Undress, get on the bed, and be on all fours!” •••••••••••••• Benita was considered a burden and was never loved because she weighed a few pounds more than what was considered the perfect slender figure. Her younger sister, Nina, was the apple of everyone’s eye, the opposite of Benita. Nina had it all—a beautiful face, a slim body, and she was even dating Nathan, the soon-to-be Alpha. Everyone believed Nina would be his mate and the pack’s future Luna. But fate had other plans, as on the day of the mating ceremony, it wasn’t Nina but Benita who was revealed as Nathan’s mate. Nathan, furious and disgusted, was forced to accept her. Nina, devastated, fled that same night, only to fall from a cliff, her body lost, presumed dead. Nathan blamed Benita for ruining his perfect life and sought revenge. He turned his pain into a cruel revenge, subjecting her to a life of a slave. When Benita discovered she was pregnant, she fled, fearing Nathan would kill the child, unaware that Nathan’s feelings had started to change, though he would never admit it. Five years later, their paths crossed again. This time, Benita was no longer the broken girl the pack hated; she had made a name for herself as a renowned healer, and men now sought her out. But Nathan wasn’t about to lose her again. He’d let her slip through his fingers once, and this time, he would do anything to claim her. And as if fate hadn’t twisted enough, her sister, long thought dead, came back from the grave.

“I tried to kill you the first day I saw you. I told myself it was mercy. That livestock shouldn’t carry a predator’s mark. Then you looked at me with those eyes, and my wolf refused to obey. You think you’re being watched? You are. Not because I want you dead anymore… but because if anyone else tries, I will end them.” …………………… Alpha Xander Nightfall was never meant to have a human mate. Especially not a male one. A mistake he plans to eliminate with a bullet. Noah Bennett has never questioned his straight, ordinary life. Until the night a masked man with gold eyes presses him against his own wall and makes him crave things he cannot confess out loud. He wakes alone, aching, ashamed… and desperate for it to happen again. Xander tells himself he is studying his target. He tells himself the touches are nothing and the hunger is temporary. Yet every time Noah trembles beneath his hands, the wolf inside him marks, claims, protects. And the more he claims, the more impossible the truth becomes. Because the human he plans to eliminate might not be human at all. And what he is……………….might start a supernatural war.

Helena Whitmore was never meant to be Adrian Cavendish’s wife. But when her world crumbles, he’s there—with an offer she can’t refuse. A marriage built on necessity. A deal written in ink. But Adrian doesn’t do anything without a reason. And from the moment she steps into his world, she realizes—this was never just business. Because Adrian has secrets. Secrets that make her pulse race and her stomach twist. And the most dangerous part? She’s not sure if she wants to run from him… or straight into his arms.

She loved him when he had nothing to lose. He discarded her when he had everything to protect. Married young to a ruthless billionaire, Elara Hayes believed love could survive power. Instead, she learned that in his world, silence is punishment, reputation is everything, and wives are disposable. When betrayal shatters their marriage, Elara signs the divorce papers and disappears carrying a secret that will cost him everything. Years later, fate drags her back into his orbit through a business deal neither of them can escape. Now powerful, untouchable, and emotionally distant, she is no longer the woman who begged him to listen. He wants redemption but she wants revenge. But when the truth of her disappearance surfaces, the billionaire who once erased her must face the one thing money cannot fix: his own emotional ruin. Some men lose love. Others lose power. He is about to lose both

[Warning: Mature content] "You're not Irina anymore," he whispered, " You're Isabella... my dead sister." When twenty-one-year-old Irina Wilson wakes up in the mansion of Lorenzo De Luca, the ruthless Don of Naples. She's given two choices, go to prison for a murder she didn't commit, or pretend to be his dead sister Isabella. Blackmailed into living a lie, Irina is forced to step into Isabella's world, a world of luxury, danger, and secrets she dosen't understand. But everything changes the moment a little boy calls her Mama. Now trapped between a child who believes she's his mother and a man who dosen't only want her but her body too, Irina begins to question who she really is. When Isabella's husband returns demanding his wife back, the truth she's been running from unravels. What Irina dosen't know is that she is not pretending to be Isabella, she is Isabella. A woman who survived death, lost her memory and fell in love with the man who destroyed her life. As lies crumbles, heart collides and blood debt becomes due, only one truth remains, love can be born even in the hands of the man who killed you.

He marked me. He rejected me. Then he tried to kill me. Now I’m back… With a new name, a new face And a secret that could destroy him. I was fated to the Alpha who hates me. But this time… I’m not the weak one.

“Are you a virgin?” It should have embarrassed her. Instead, the raw restraint in his eyes made her heart tremble. “Yes,” she whispered. “But don’t stop. Please.” …. "I have only three conditions," he stated, his voice as cold as the diamond on her finger. "First, I can’t stand clingy women. Second, falling in love with me is strictly forbidden. And third? Whoever we choose to sleep with is our own business." … Three years ago, Ashley Barton made a bargain she could never truly win. To secure her freedom, she buried her true identity and lived as an omega, all to make Alpha Rowan fall in love with her for who she was. On the night they were meant to complete their mating, Ashley walked into hell. Her best friend was tangled in the sheets with the man who was supposed to claim her. Ashley ran. Under the full moon, raw with grief and desperation, fate found her anyway. In the wilderness, she collided with a powerful Alpha, dangerous, dominant, and unreadable. Pain blurred into desire. The bond snapped into place. He marked her. Claimed her. Bound their souls together in blood and moonlight. By dawn, he was gone. Just the echo of his presence and the weight of his mark burned into her skin left. She was humiliated and cast out like trash. That was when Ashley broke. She went home, bowed her head, and accepted the arranged marriage she had once sworn to escape. Fate, however, was unkind. Her fiancé was the very Alpha who had claimed and marked her, yet when they met again, he did not recognize her at all. To him, she was a stranger. Instead, he offered her a one-year contract marriage, cold, controlled, and bound by rules meant to suffocate emotion.