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Rohama Avencia, a teen-age girl, who lived a life for her, was too plain. Nothing sparked interest, like a textbook dull and arid. The cycle continued; the events were constant. Thus, she was labeled as someone boring. Lacking social life, reading alone was the only hobby whom she felt could reinvigorate her soul. The love of science made her function based on facts and numbers. Unfortunately, with an incident she couldn't fathom, she was stucked in a world she never knew existed. It was too real to be a dream. Hoping to find answers, she was pulled deeper to the secrets of the unknown world.

The war between the supernaturals of Wolf Mountain rages on when Missy's long lost grandparents appear and she learns that she is of royal fairy blood. Dissatisfied with her choice in love, her grandfather not only tries to persuade her to rethink her choice in men, but he wants her to carry on his legacy - which was something her father rejected and the reason why she'd been raised as a human until after he died. With her mother now a wolf and her true love a vampire, Missy must decide between living the life she'd grown to love on Wolf Mountain or ruling a kingdom that she'd never known existed, but found to be a fascinating and pleasurable place to be. "Missy's Choice" is the final book of the sexy and exciting "a Wolf Affair Trilogy".

CASTELLO DI CARTE MAFIA CHRONICLES, BOOK 1 [Also known as PRECARIOUS: THE GAME OF HEARTS] 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 When my mother's declining health forced me to reconsider my career options, my boss steered me in an unexpected direction. The was simple: get in, get the information, and get the out. Except, it wasn't that easy. Especially when my target was the most nefarious man alive in New York. The closer I got to him, the more I saw sides of him I never expected. He burned me with his scorching touch, demanding and eager gazes. He was determined to have me at all costs. One might think he would stop at that, but—devil, help me—he needed more. More than I was ready to give. There was a reason I never wanted to the Underworld. When my past came crashing onto my doorstep, every lie unravelled, but nothing prepared me for the worst. The truth about the connection between the man I desired and my dead sister. 𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐒 We all know what they say about sweet things: when consumed excessively, they turn from savoury to bitter. That was what she was. A poor excuse for a sweet I wanted to devour. I wanted to make her suffer with the same intensity. She deserved it. And so did her scheming sister. Only, I didn’t know the latter was dead, and I might be the one at fault. But did that stop me from craving her? , no. My desire to have her magnified. She became mine the moment she walked into my life with those hauntingly blue eyes. She could give me the one thing I never had in life: happiness. But being the master at ruining everything, how could I ever be the man she wanted me to be?

Shenna Rein Reyes came back after many years. She's hoping that Ice will embrace her again, kiss her again, and love her again even after what happened between them... but what if she's now just a woman who he once loved?

Their marriage has been written in the stars. Three generations have waited for the union of the two families. But now it is time. Everyone is giddy with excitement, well, all except one. The groom. Feeling abandoned by his reluctant attitude towards their proposed wedding his future bride seeks comfort in the arms of his nephew. A tug of war ensues for Chloe's heart. To do her duty or chase a brand new love? All Chloe Black wants is a lover to call her own, what she steps foot in is a world that can claim her life instead.

Mon petit ami Jacques m'avait promis une grande cérémonie de marquage pour mes 20 ans. Pourtant, le jour de mon anniversaire, c'est devant tout le monde qu'il a solennellement demandé à ma demi-sœur Lydia de devenir son âme sœur. Sous les acclamations générales, je suis restée là, telle une pitre abandonnée, le cœur brisé. Alors que la douleur de la trahison m'engloutissait, Samuel, l'héritier Alpha de la Meute du Fantôme Noir, a surgi pour déclarer sa flamme : « Annie, je t'aime en secret depuis longtemps. Deviens ma Luna, veux-tu ? » Je l'ai accepté, et pendant cinq ans de mariage, il m'a chérie, gâtée, se souvenant de chacun de mes goûts. Jusqu'au jour où j'ai surpris sa conversation avec un Bêta et mon bonheur s'est brisé : « Samuel, Lydia est enfin devenue la Luna de le Meute de Rose Blanche. Vas-tu continuer à jouer un mari modèle devant Annie ? » « Puisque je ne peux avoir Lydia, peu importe qui partage ma vie. Au moins, comme ça, Annie ne viendra pas gâcher son bonheur. » Dans le coffre de son bureau, il conservait précieusement chaque cadeau de Lydia : pendentifs en crocs de loup, lettres marquées de ses empreintes... Même sur sa précieuse armure d'écailles, chaque plaque portait gravé le nom de Lydia. « Lydia, mon unique amour. Mes griffes trancheront tous les obstacles pour ton bonheur. » « Je t'offrirai mon cœur de loup battant, si tu le désires. » « Je te volerais même la lune, s'il le fallait ! » Ce que je croyais être cinq années de mariage heureux n'étaient qu'un mirage, et une fois la vérité révélée, tout s'est dissipé comme une brume. J'ai demandé à quitter la meute. Et dans deux jours, j'aurais disparu de la vie de Samuel pour toujours...

CASTELLO DI CARTE MAFIA CHRONICLES, BOOK 3 [Also known as LACERATION: THE GAME OF CHAINS] 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 Marrying a stranger is one thing. But marrying a stranger related to the man you thought you’d marry is a whole other thing. What would you do in a situation like this? I, for one, fainted at my engagement party and almost drank my off to get through the wedding night. Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, my husband offered me a contract, and I signed it, seeing his eagerness to get rid of me. Spending an entire year under the same roof seemed like torture, especially when my dear husband kept making excuses to talk to me and to unnerve me. Yet I liked it. But he wasn’t mine. And his mistress had a lot to attest to that. 𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐒 Marriage for power. A wife ten years younger. And a tattoo. None of these was a part of my plan to thrive as a Mafioso, yet I didn't mind any of it. It was all because of that succubus. My ruination disguised as a beautiful woman, now my bride. I was a man known for my control and snide personality, yet neither helped me overcome my desire and need to taste her skin. When I finally did, I couldn’t have enough of it. The contract should've kept me away from her, should've helped me be the responsible adult and control my thoughts of her. All I wanted then was to tear that piece of paper that ensured our freedom after a certain point. I could never free her, knowing how damning it could be. There were just a few tiny problems. Her father. My past. Infiltrated enemies. And the damaging nightmares I had no control over.

The ghoul responsible for the slaughter of his entire family is back, and bodies are turning up around the city. With Murphy Hartfield’s death, Kevin is perturbed—for Natasha’s sake. He knows it’s only a matter of time before her body will be the next they would find on the streets of Burnout, unless he quells any affection he has for her—a great sacrifice which he is unwilling to make. Although still mourning the loss of his fiancée, he couldn’t deny this newfound affection for Natasha. And no matter how hard he tried to stay away from her, fate always brings them back together—until she was captured by the same figure that had taken his fiancée months ago. It could prove fatal if he lost her too.

CASTELLO DI CARTE MAFIA CHRONICLES, BOOK 2 [Also known as POSSESSION: THE GAME OF CLUBS] 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 What is worse than being forced to marry a man you’ve never even met? Drinking with a man who’s off-limits and sleeping with him to prove a point. After one drunken mistake, I swore to never entertain him again. But the next time we met, things did not go as expected. He was the enemy, one I should've known better than to involve myself with, but I couldn’t resist his unbreakable allure. was not the only reason. It was the way he softly whispered sweet words into my ears and the way he held me. It was the intensity with which he looked at me and made me feel desired. There was one tiny problem. His marriage was in four months. To the woman who called me her friend. 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 They say there’s pleasure in tasting the things you cannot have. Forbidden has its own mind when deep-rooted inside someone. I never knew the depth of these words until I saw her. She was the brightest pink rose in a sea full of white ones. She was covered in thorns, a boundary only I dared to cross because I had nothing to lose. Only, she wasn’t mine, nor I, hers. Every moment we spent together reminded us of the reality meant for us. Some sacrifices are made for the greater good, but what good comes from leaving behind the one thing you never had and have finally found? She surrendered herself to me. Until the end of our agreement. So what if one of us wanted more in the end? What if the one was me?

Jake despised weak women, especially women who showed interest in him. A strong and independent woman was what could drive the beast in him, but there was Cassie. Adopted by Jake's uncle at the age of six, Jake treated her like his sister, but how did things change? ---CASSIE--- I imagined him. Just the thought of him had me squeezing my thighs. I kept my eyes closed so I could focus my thoughts on him. My breathing grew heavier as I rubbed my clit, and my body started to tense up, feeling like I was about to tip over the edge of my orgasm. The sensation was overwhelming, and I felt the walls of my room start spinning faster and faster as I rubbed on my clit frantically. I imagined him flipping me onto my back and starting to slowly kiss and lick my body, from my stomach to the peak of my breasts. I could feel his hands work their way down between my legs and I moaned. His expert moves had me losing my breath. "Oh, Jake..." ---JAKE--- Fuck! My steps halted and I instantly regretted my decision to walk into her room without knocking. The bathroom door wasn't fully closed, and I could hear the shower going, but when I turned to leave, her moan reached my ears, stirring my cock alive. Cassie... I almost groaned her name. And then, out of nowhere, she moaned my name, and I swear, my knees went weak. "Damn!" (Read at your own risk!)