Breath-taking

In a quest to avenge her mother's death, Zemora takes her sister's place and marries the dragon king. Her plan is to kill the dragon king and become the Queen of her pack. Valdimir, a ruthless dragon king who mercilessly destroys werewolves needs an heir to continue his royal lineage and taking the daughter of his worst enemy as his bride was part of his wrath upon the werewolves, planning her destruction once she gives him an heir. They are thrown into a world of chaos full of secrets, lies and vengeance. One has to live for the other to survive but then when love and attraction gets involved, will they be able to put a dagger in their hearts?

"What happens here, remains here, don't take it outside of this room." *** Vincent Beckham was hellbent on taking revenge from Annalise for breaking his heart in high school. And he gained his chance when she became his P.A, the perfect prey for revenge. He would ensure she regrets why their past is connected in the first place. But, how did Annalise break Vincent's heart when they never loved each other in the place? They were mortal enemies in high school. Not someone one could picture in a book of romance then why feelings are involved to the point where not only their past is ruined- But future too?

I grabbed an extra work meal to entertain a client. My boyfriend's sister saw it and went ballistic, docking my entire $500K commission. She pointed at my nose and screamed, "Are you taking me for a fool? You're just hiding behind 'client entertainment' to rip off the company! It's shameful, damaging the company's image! All of your commission for this month will be deducted as a warning to others." The client looked at me, wide-eyed in shock. I shrugged. "Do what makes you happy. Just don't regret it later." From then on, I started slacking off, and she freaked out.

I prayed earnestly not to stumble upon my mate because I never wanted him to see the mate mark on my neck. A mate's mark is something to wore with pride but I hated mine. I suddenly sniffled the air I recognized the smell, Before I could turn around the petrichor scent hit my nose strongly. It's him! I need to get away from here, I don't want to see him. What would I say to him? I panicked and decided to dart towards the nearest exit which lead to the back of the Mansion but in a bolt he pulled me towards the nearest tree and pinned me to it. My burnt back gave me agonizing pain and I bite down on my tongue, I didn't want him to know about Sander's maltreatment, I don't know him well enough and what he might do if he finds out. "I..." My heartbeat goes wild, Drayce my mate is pinning me to a tree. My eyes met his fiery red eyes and I felt want all over me. I was so tempted to take a whiff of his scent but won't that cost me my senses? He pressed himself to me and the electrifying heat erupted between us. "Why were you trying to run away? Run to the end of the world and I'll find you there" he said in a threatening tone. Drayce leaned towards me his hot breath fanning my face and I shivered from it, his breath was so hot like flame burning my face. I looked away avoiding eye contact but I couldn't stop my racing heart and my drenched panties. *********** Lilac a chosen Luna for an alpha and a mate to the demon alpha king. ******* Novel full of sizzling Romance And breathtaking Suspense which you need.

*** Completed*** Elsa's life was simple and uneventful as an omega after she lost her wolf after her parent's death. One day when she moved in with her aunt to her new boyfriend's house her world shifted. Jake Black was the epitome of power, wealth, and allure—the ruthless, billionaire alpha of the Blackmoon pack. He seemed to have everything except a mate. Despite knowing the danger and complications of her forbidden feelings, Elsa found herself irresistibly drawn to her new father figure. She tried desperately to hide her attraction, but every encounter only deepened her turmoil. The real storm began when Jake, behind closed doors, began asserting her as his mate. This was no mere flirtation—a bold claim, a declaration that turned their world upside down. The forbidden romance unfolded with raw emotion and intense conflict, threatening to unravel their lives in ways they could never have anticipated. Can they stay together? Can she get back her wolf and claim her pack back? I nestled closer to Jake, feeling enveloped in warmth and security. I am sure his actions were laced with lust. A soft smile played on my lips as I sensed his closeness.  He was here to keep his promise. His breath, warm and tantalizing, brushed my ear, sending delightful shivers down my spine. A heated wave of longing surged through me, igniting every nerve. "Mmm, you smell so good," Jake moaned, his breath tickling my ear. "Jake?" I whispered, my voice husky. "Shh, I just wanted to be close to you," he started moving his deft fingers, tracing my curves, hinting at his ulterior motives. “I'm scared, Jake. This is all so new. Complicated. I don't know what it means for us.”Elsa whispered.

Serene’s heart raced as she stood in Nicholas’s dimly lit study, the scent of leather and whiskey heavy in the air. She’d been dusting the bookshelves when he entered, his presence filling the room like a storm. Now, he stood inches away, his black suit hugging his broad shoulders, his dark mullet framing a gaze that burned with intent. “You missed a spot,” he murmured, his voice a low growl, pointing to a shelf she’d already cleaned. Her cheeks flushed as she turned, the hem of her maid uniform riding up her thighs. “I-I’ll get it, Mr. Volkov,” she stammered, reaching up, but his hand caught her wrist, firm yet gentle. “No,” he said, stepping closer, his breath warm against her ear. “Let me show you.” His fingers slid down her arm, leaving a trail of heat, before guiding her hand to the shelf. His chest pressed against her back, and she gasped at the hardness of his body, the evidence of his arousal unmistakable. “You’re trembling, little maid,” he whispered, his lips brushing her neck, sending shivers down her spine. “Do I scare you… or do I excite you?” Her breath hitched as his free hand trailed up her thigh, slipping beneath the lace of her uniform. “Mr. Volkov…” she whimpered, but her protest melted into a moan as his fingers found her, teasing her through the thin fabric of her panties. “ Nicholas,” he corrected, his voice rough with desire, his touch growing bolder, circling her most sensitive spot until her knees buckled. “Say it,” he demanded, nipping her earlobe. “N-Nicholas,” she gasped, her body arching into him, surrendering to the fire he’d ignited. In that moment, the billionaire and his naive maid were bound by a hunger neither could deny.

I knock on the door, heart pounding like it always does when I’m about to see him. “Come in,” Justin’s voice calls—cool, smooth, and frustratingly calm. I take a deep breath and walk in, holding the folder tightly. “Here’s the report you requested, sir.” He doesn’t even glance at me. Just keeps typing, his expression unreadable. “You’re late,” he says without missing a beat. I clench my jaw. “There was a delay at the printer—” “No excuses, Joanna. Just do better next time.” Ouch. Professional and cold. As always. I nod, ignoring the sting in my chest. “Yes, sir.” I turn to leave, gripping the doorknob—just one more second and I’ll be out of this weird tension-filled office— “Wait.” I freeze. I turn around slowly. “Yes?” Justin stands now, walking toward me. In his hand, a familiar brown paper bag. He holds it out. “You didn’t have lunch.” I blink. “I’m fine.” “You skipped breakfast too. Eat.” I hesitate. “What is it?” “Chicken pesto. No onions.” My breath catches. He still remembers? “Why are you doing this?” I ask quietly. He shrugs, not meeting my eyes. “I just… remember things.” My fingers brush his as I take the bag. Warmth. Stupid warmth that shouldn’t still feel this familiar. Then, he looks at me—really looks at me. “You shouldn’t skip meals… wife.” Silence. My chest tightens. “Don’t call me that.” But my voice is too soft to sound convincing. I walk out before I say something I’ll regret. His words echo in my mind like a dangerous lullaby. Cold one second. Kilig the next. God… he’s still him. And that’s exactly the problem.

Avery Sallow wants nothing more than saving her ailing mother from the clutches of death. Graduating with honors from one of the best colleges in Empire City, she hustles through the city for a job, which landed her in the net of Michael King, her 'devilishly handsome' boss. Michael King is the cassanova of Empire City, the richest and youngest CEO in town. Betrothed to his childhood friend, Nicki Sandalwood, he is caught between fulfilling his promise to Nicki, or taking his chance with the 'nerve-wrecking' assistant that haunts his night. Will their hatred for each other quench the spark of love they feel for each other? Will they prevail over the forces that put them on the other side of the divide?

In the middle of the night, my husband started talking in his sleep. "My little treasure, Daddy's taking you and Mommy to the new house tomorrow." But we were using protection. Where the hell did a kid come from? So I opened his phone. I saw the money transfers to another woman—spent on all kinds of luxury shit and a house. The photo album had pictures of her in a skimpy stripper outfit, a little bump in her belly. The last one was an ultrasound. Four months along, it looked like. I didn't make a sound. Just saved the evidence. They were about to learn the price of betraying a mafia princess.

I used to be so happy with my husband, Ian Shaw, until his first love got too drunk one day and was taken away by five strange men for an entire night. To protect her reputation, he told everyone that I was the one who was kidnapped that night. Everyone criticized me, calling the baby in my belly a child of shame. I questioned Ian hysterically, but he said nonchalantly, "Ruby isn’t married yet. People will laugh at her if the news spreads." I looked icily at the man I had loved for six years, shock taking over as I realized he had probably never loved me back.