Black To Red Short Hair

Blind date? Why Not! That was Lea's first thought when offered by her sister. However, who would have thought that the blind date would end in a mess? The complications at the beginning of the meeting made Lea even more hostile to Shane, even though, in their hearts, they loved each other.

It was that summer time that Tamila Miracle Marcil badly wanted to forget. Especially Czesar, whom she hated for years. The lies. So she decided to run away, to seek for freedom. But what she had was not what she expected to be.

In Black Salt, love is a sickness you can’t hide—a slow gnawing beneath the skin that leaves you hollowed, grayed, and eventually gone. No one stays long enough to see it through; they leave before the rot finishes its work. It’s what the town teaches you: when it starts, you run. You look away. You survive by pretending not to feel. But Atlas is tired of pretending. The halls of Black Salt High are full of kids pretending they don’t see each other’s bruised hearts, pretending their bones aren’t already whispering warnings. Still, he can’t forget the weight of a father who stayed—not out of love, but because he never felt it deep enough to decay. That truth lingers in Atlas like a second shadow. And then there’s Nova—the outsider with a storm in her bones. And Wren, all sharpness and fight. Milo, who cracks jokes to keep the silence at bay. Luce, who wears her thorns like jewelry. Together, they don’t know how to stop the rot. But they’re learning how to sit with it, how to name it, how to refuse the small, hollow deaths of pretending not to care. In a town where love is a death sentence, staying might be the bravest thing of all.

I had spent my life fighting to survive. By day, I was a struggling writer barely keeping it together. By night, I sold myself to pay off debts I never asked for. I had sworn I’d never let a man own me… until Damien Cross. He was ruthless, icy, and used to getting whatever—or whoever—he wanted. But I wasn’t like the others. I resisted him, challenged him, and yet, I couldn’t deny the fire he ignited in me. When he offered me a fortune to become his exclusive companion, I knew I was playing with fire—but the temptation was impossible to resist. Desire turned into obsession, possession became dangerous, and secrets threatened to destroy everything. I was caught between loyalty, survival, and a hunger that refused to be ignored. And Damien… he wanted it all. I shouldn’t have wanted him. I shouldn’t have let him see me. But I couldn’t stop myself. [NOTE: COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES AHEAD!]

She thought he was a stranger. She didn't know he was already everywhere. Alie's life is unraveling-her career, her relationships, her confidence. The last thing she expects is to catch the attention of Caine Blackthorne, a reclusive billionaire whose dark allure is matched only by the shadows in his past. What begins with anonymous gifts and subtle gestures quickly twists into something far more dangerous. He knows her secrets. He controls her choices. And no matter how hard she tries to escape, his voice is always there in the silence: You're mine. Drawn to the man who terrifies her, Alie finds herself caught between fear and desire. But when obsession turns to captivity, she'll discover that loving a man like Caine comes with a price-one she may not survive.

Alpha Jace's dare is simple: claim the pathetic Omega, Carly Woods, for a night of unbridled passion. When a sultry night with the pack Omega ignites a frenzy of passion, the game changes. What starts as a callous game instantly spirals out of control. Carly Woods finds herself hopelessly entangled in a web of deceit, lies, and forbidden desire. Falling in love becomes a luxury she can't afford as the struggles to protect herself and mostly their unborn child become unending.

Julie Scarborough is one of the most deadliest rogues in the werewolf world. She never really wanted anything and she was content with the life she’s living. But her fate changes one night when she mistakenly shares an encounter with one of her top enemies, Alpha Donald Manchester. The man who was blessed with everything. The last thing she ever wanted was a mate and the Alpha was exactly that. Their hatred for each other bloomed like wildfire but Julie soon finds herself wanting more of him. In a world where Rogue Werewolves are severely frowned upon, how was he going to protect her? What happens to his Pack when Julie finds out their dirty secrets? Was she going to continue her Rogue Life or choose Donald?

This book contains themes and content not suitable for readers under 18. *** When Russian mafia heir Andrei Dostoevsky attends a secret underground auction in Istanbul, Turkey, he intends only to recover a priceless Rembrandt for his father's collection. Instead, he impulsively purchases Zane Knightly—a fierce, strikingly beautiful young man paraded as human art. Bought and all but imprisoned in Andrei’s isolated Russian mansion, Zane vows to resist as he plots his escape and probable revenge, but each battle of wills fans the spark between them into an uncontrollable inferno. Trapped between hatred and longing, Zane's plan for escape unravels as forbidden emotions take hold. As Andrei’s obsession with Zane grows, he defies his father’s brutal expectations—risking death to claim Zane not as a possession, but as something far more dangerous: a partner. In a world where love is weakness, Andrei and Zane must decide if they are each other's salvation—or each other’s ruin.

Upon living for 5000 years, he had witnessed the great battle between Alexander and Moros, Asclepius sampling all herbs, and Cassander harnessing nature to prevent floods. He had witnessed the rise and fall of numerous grand empires. Through the ages past, he persisted—just like a traveler, outside looking in.Once again returned to the present, he remained the discriminated son-in-law.The mother-in-law and sister-in-law despised him, while the stunning wife only gave him the cold shoulder. With his return, his destiny will never be the same as before.Possessing 5000 years of heritage, he was the man with unparalleled knowledge, perfect mastery of all arts, and unsurpassable by another human by any standards.

The dark matter had come to claim her soul. "Don't go. Do as he says," grandmother said. Suzanne blinked and looked into her grandmother's face. "Grandmama?” Grandmother's eyes were no longer glazed, and she had spoken with such clarity when usually, her speech was slurred. At that very moment, Suzanne had no doubt that her grandmother’s mind was crystal clear. Grandmother held onto Suzanne's hand and gently pried open her palm, revealing the black mark. Grandmother's eyes narrowed as she traced her bony finger on Suzanne's palm before staring back at Suzanne. "This," she pointed at Suzanne's palm, "This is the mark of the beast.”