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"Shada... did you enjoy it?" asked a voice that sounded hoarse and so sensual in the ears of the woman who was now in his confinement. The woman named Shada squirmed with her eyes still closed. She felt a soft touch on her cheek, then it started to go downwards. Her lips received warm and soft strokes, letting them continue to go inside and caress every space in her mouth. The red-eyed man with the flames of passion did not stay still. He continued to crush Shada's lips, not allowing any distance between them. Shada really didn't want to wake up from this beautiful dream. She didn't know when exactly, a handsome man she didn't recognize came into her sleep and gave her affection that she never got before. Every night Shada is visited by a very handsome vampire when she already has a fiancé. But his elegance disturbs Shada so much, she can't ignore his charms. So, who will Shada choose?

My Mating Ceremony with my fated mate, Alpha Ronan, was supposed to be the biggest event of the year. Broadcast live. Worldwide. Every wolf would witness the union of the Black Moon Pack's Alpha and Luna. But right before my ceremony, I was staring at a video on my phone. Tears streamed down my face. "Harder, Ronan. It'll be so hard to see you after your ceremony." A she-wolf, pinned beneath Ronan as he slammed into her. He growled, going harder and sinking his teeth into her neck. "Don't you worry, you little minx. I've already got a potion to dull the bond. I can sneak away to fuck you, even on our mating night." I saved the video. Shut my phone. I contacted an agency that specialized in faked werewolf deaths. "Seven days from now. At my Mating Ceremony. I need you to stage an attack. I want to fall from a cliff into the sea, in front of everyone."

Naëlle une femme,très belle et imbue de sa personne , se fait beaucoup d'ennemis de par son mauvais caractère et, est assassinée dans son appartement sans laisser de traces. Ce qui limite les capacités de la police à retrouver l'auteur du meutre. La police va t-elle réussir à trouver le tuer ?

When the heatwave apocalypse hits the Earth, the ozone layer has completely dissipated, forcing mankind to move into the underground city. My husband, Rhett Calloway, and I get to stay on Level Two, seeing as we've funded the construction of the underground city. On day in the third year of the heatwave apocalypse, Rhett brings back a sickly young woman from the slums located on Level Three out of the blue. "Nora, the living conditions on Level Three are very difficult. Anna is in poor health. I can't just sit by and watch her suffer." After that, Rhett carries Anna Archer into our home. I keep my gaze lowered as I remind him, "Don't forget that there's a strict population count on Level Two. The available slots in every family are fixed." "I know that. That's why you need to head down to the slums on Level Three to replace Anna for the time being. Once she recovers from her illness, I'll bring you home." The moment I hear Rhett's response, I remain rooted to the spot for a long time. After walking out the front door, I do my best to suppress the quiver in my tone as I call a number that belongs to Level One. "I've already thought it through. I've decided to join the project to end the apocalypse on Level One."

The night before our wedding, Jason Scott receives the cancer diagnosis of my adopted younger sister, Helena Sanderson. His expression falters, and he says indignantly, "We'll cancel the wedding tomorrow, Victoria. Helena is very fragile now. I can't risk upsetting her at this point in time." I reply, "I don't agree with it! Why would my wedding upset her?" Jason doesn't show any displeasure after my rejection. He even thoughtfully prepares a glass of milk for me. … When I wake up the next morning, I realize the house that should be full of excitement is eerily quiet. Anxious, I dial Jason's number 99 times. He only picks up the call on my 100th try. "Where did my wedding dress and shoes go?" I ask. Jason falls silent for a moment. His tone is apologetic when he replies, "I'm sorry, Victoria. Helena wants to experience being a bride once. I can't let her leave with regrets. Please bear with this for now. I'll make it up to you once she passes away peacefully." As the line goes dead, I sit frozen on the bed, unable to recover for some time. … A month later, while Jason is on his honeymoon, I send the livestream of my wedding announcement with his rival, Frank Lawrent, directly onto his phone. Jason regrets it bitterly.

“Please don’t hurt me, I will do anything you want me to, I will not tell anyone anything. I swear on my life, I don’t want to die please” I pleaded, it was the least I could do in a situation like this. After all that I had seen, I knew I was nothing to him than just another body that he could drop dead. I closed my eyes hoping and praying that he would spare my life. “Anything?” I hear him say and I open my eyes immediately. Was he accepting my offer, was he going to spare my life. He was already standing in front of me, I had to tilt my head backwards a great deal to catch a glimpse of his face. “Yes anything” I nodded my head.

Eleanor Vance has everything society expects—status, success, and a perfect marriage waiting. But behind her composed life lies a secret she can no longer ignore. When she walks away from a wealthy, “ideal” man, she collides with Leo—a younger artist who awakens a truth she has spent years hiding. Their connection is electric, but built on secrets that threaten to unravel everything. As family pressure, public judgment, and hidden identities collide, Eleanor must choose: return to a life of approval, or stand in the light of who she truly is—no matter the cost.

Three nights ago, I was locked inside my own family’s underground wine cellar. When my congenital heart condition hit, I called my husband, Zane Corleone, and begged him to come save me. He didn’t come. Instead, he stayed with another woman all night because she was afraid of the dark—and told me to stop faking it for attention. That was the moment I finally understood. If he cared that much about her, then I would do the one thing neither of them expected. I would make room for her. In three days, I would disappear from his world completely.

Elysian Yoki Aracosa woke up in an unfamiliar room. Minutes after, she realized that she was kidnapped and tried finding some paths or something to use to escape. In there, Ismaiah Zyler Cojuanco, her kidnapper showed up without even trying to hide his identity. It caused her confusion. Little did she know, he was sold to a mafia billionaire by his father for his dept and was obligated to marry Ismaiah.

" Where do you think you are going?!" A chilly and domineering voice rang out across the room, enough to make the atmosphere heavy. Ava froze as she was about to twist the door knob. "Shit!" She cursed under her breath and slowly turned to face the monster coming for her. " Have you forgotten what I told you?!" Lorenzo yanked her towards him and lifted her chin, allowing her dazzling dreamy eyes that were full of fears to bore into him. " You are trapped, Ava," he whispered slowly, as he gave her a killer look made to destroy hearts. ~ Known as the richest man in the city and one of the people who could dominate the country, Lorenzo was unmatched. A mafia boss....he was, and he ruled the underworld smoothly. All the people in the underworld knew just how cruel and cold he was. A word from him was enough to crumble them into nothing! Just how domineering?! Ava, on the other hand, was a feisty and rash young lady who had a very good charm. She was an actress and known to have a clean background, but all that turned upside down one day. Now, her buried secret was revealed, and if exposed to the outside world, it could ruin her. Threatened with it, she was forcefully given a mission that was almost impossible to accomplish. But she knew that was her only choice.....even though there was a great reluctance in her heart. Lorenzo, who had a hidden Identity, was the main target. A mafia boss and an actress with hidden goals..... But a game only needs a winner and a loser. Will all his sweet tortures to her finally turn into something addicting? Can it capture them and entangle them into something lovely?