Buy Solo Leveling

She paid a stranger to take her virginity—unaware he already owned her. Victoria Howlthorne only has one night to destroy her value and escape a brutal fate—being sold as a virgin to the infamous Alpha Moretti. But the dangerous stranger she chooses in the shadows of Devil's Lair isn't what he seems.  "Buy a girl a drink?" "Shouldn't you be in college?" he smirks. "My birthday," she whispers. "I'm celebrating survival." She gives him her body. He gives her the most unforgettable night of her life… and takes her innocence with a hunger that feels destined. But Leo isn't just anyone—he's the dominant Alpha she was already promised to. She thinks she ruined the deal. He knows she just sealed her fate. When secrets unravel, desire turns to obsession. She tried to escape the monster. Instead, she gave herself to the devil who already owned her name. Will she run when she learns the truth, or surrender to the man who can never let her go?

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT Jack Grant is a self-absorbed billionaire CEO who can't keep it in his pants. He believes he can buy any woman with just the right amount and treats them like trash. Cindy Banks is a sexy and beautiful young lady with a strong dislike for arrogant and unfaithful men. She has just one goal: to give her little brother a better chance at life. Cindy crosses paths with Jack Grant in her quest for a good job and suddenly he wants her beneath him, begging for more. However, she puts him in his place and shoves his job in his face. Jack Grant is upset by Cindy's rejection but she also successfully piques his interest. He sees her as a challenge and goes all out to conquer her with the intention of humiliating her when he finally gets in-between her legs. What Jack did not count on though, was falling head over heels in love with his secretary but, is it too late for him? How far would he go in order to prove to Cindy that what he feels for her is true?

Damon Mondragon is a man who has never been denied. As the ruthless king of a criminal empire, he controls cities, governments, and lives with equal precision. Power is his language. Fear is his currency. And emotions? A liability he buried long ago. Until he meets the one woman who refuses to kneel. Dr. Samantha Lopez has built her life on principles, sacrifice, and responsibility. A devoted physician and the backbone of her family, she has no patience for dangerous men who believe money can buy loyalty or love. From the moment Damon steps into her world, she recognizes exactly what he is a threat. She rejects him. His influence. His protection. But Damon Mondragon is not a man who walks away. What begins as an unavoidable professional connection soon spirals into something far more dangerous. The closer Samantha tries to push him away, the tighter Damon’s control becomes over her safety, her choices, and the fragile boundaries she fights to maintain. Because in Damon’s world, obsession and devotion are indistinguishable. And once he decides she belongs to him… There is no escape.

As a troublesome Idol with a bad personality who was confident of his pretty look. All Si Ning ever wanted was to gamble and become rich overnight so he could finally buy a mansion and lots of sports car for him to finally be able to drive the latest sports car to his hometown to see his mother and sister Then he would not feel guilty for dropping out of school and using his school expenses to gamble and lost, it was the plan he was working on and he never expected to be transmigrated to another world and turns out to be the General commanding a large army to war. "I cannot do this." Si Ning rolled on the bed knowing this was nothing more than a nightmare as he stared at his callused hands he woke up to. Being General Si Ning of the great Xiu imperial army was nothing more than a nightmare to him. In order to survive in a world of war, Si Ning had to choose the perfect partner and rise to be a powerful person in Xiu nation. *This is BL Means Boys love. *The cover is not mine* *I do not own the cover* If the owner tells me to remove it, I will and if you know the artist, leave me a msg in the comment box.

After I brought in 300 million dollars in investment for his company, my fiance showed me the home we would share. I thought we would finally get married after eight years together, but instead, he turned on a building game. “I laid every brick here. Once the company is listed, I’ll build you a house just like this one.” I found him and his secretary showing off their love. He had bought her an expensive villa as a gift. I sent the photo to my fiance. “You can afford to buy someone a villa as a gift, but not our home?” Displeased, he said, “Alyssa is the company’s backbone. I’m only giving her a villa to encourage the other staff to do better!” But in the background, I heard Alyssa’s pleased laughter. “Some people should really be more self-aware. Does she think getting some investment makes her the boss of this company?” I did my best to suppress my anger. I wanted to see just how long the company would survive if not for the investments I found!

The day I marry Navy Captain Dean Aldridge, I hear his stepsister Shirley Pierce's inner voice. "Diane is so beautiful and graceful. I wish I could be like her, but I'm nothing more than an unwanted burden in this family… "I really adore her, though. I saved up my allowance to buy her a bracelet as a wedding gift, but I'm afraid she'll think it's unlucky and refuse it." In my last life, those words had filled my heart with pity. I'd accepted the bracelet and even taken Shirley under my wing, teaching her to read and write. But not long after my wedding, my health began to deteriorate for no reason. It wasn't until I lay dying that I discovered the truth—the bracelet Shirley had given me was cursed, and she'd deliberately made me hear her inner voice. She'd long been in love with Dean and was determined to make the Aldridge family hers one day. Now, when I open my eyes again, I find myself back on my wedding day.

Five years ago, Zara was framed, broken, and thrown into the freezing rain by the man she loved. What Lucian Sterling didn't know was that she was forced to runaway with a baby three of them, actually. Now, the naive maid is dead. Zara has returned not as a victim, but as a ruthless billionaire CEO herself. Fueled by girl power and a thirst for cold, calculated revenge, she is back to crush Lucian’s empire. But no secret stays hidden forever. When her genius baby boy hacks the Sterling corporate network, Lucian comes face to face with the triplets he never knew existed. The discovery shatters the untouchable billionaire, bringing him to his knees in agonizing regret. Seeing Zara protected by another man ignites Lucian's dangerously possessive instincts. The high stakes drama escalates as Lucian realizes his money can't buy her forgiveness. He will have to surrender his fortune, his pride, and his very life to prove his devotion. The ultimate battle of winning back the wife he discarded has begun. Can a broken romance rise from the ashes, or will Zara’s icy walls keep him locked out forever?

Shaira Jean Sanchez a kind-hearted woman, no one would ever think that Shaira is the daughter of a famous fashion designer, her family is one of the most wealthy in the Philippines. She moved to a school near her grandmother's house. Vincent Gibson Morales a cold and arrogant bully. He loves bullying new students and when Shaira transferred to their school, he starts what he's been doing to others. He makes her life every day in school like hell, but it pisses him off everytime Shaira acts as nothing happened. Every Vincent's birthday, he picks who he likes to be his slave, and he decided to pick Shaira. Shaira didn't mind it because Vincent will gonna pay her every time Vincent ask her to do something or to buy something. What would Vincent's reaction once he knows that Shaira's family is more wealthy than his family? Will Shaira gonna always be his slave or Shaira will fall for Vincent? He's Vincent Gibson Morales the cold-hearted bully. She's Shaira Jean Sanchez the bully's slave.

Mi hija Sofí era una pianista muy reconocida. El día de la final, alguien la encerró en el baño y, confundida, perdió la oportunidad de ganar el campeonato. Revisé las cámaras, descubrí a la culpable y me preparé para denunciar esa trampa. Pero mi esposo Andrés, me detuvo con firmeza. —Es solo una travesura de niños. Si insistes en denunciar a la hermana de Isabel, haré que Sofía ni siquiera obtenga el segundo premio. Temblé de rabia. ¡No podía creer que Andrés fuera capaz de humillar así a su propia hija solo por proteger a la hermana de su secretaria! En ese momento, Sofía me tomó de la mano, aguantando las lágrimas. —Mamá, ya no quiero el campeonato. Y tampoco quiero a papá. Apreté su mano con fuerza. —Está bien. Si tú no lo quieres a él, yo tampoco lo quiero.

A las dos de la mañana, cuando llegó la llamada urgente de los Ancianos de la manada, yo acababa de salir arrastrándome de debajo de mi amor de la infancia, el heredero Alfa Slade. Mi cuerpo todavía me dolía por su ruda posesión. Como la única sanadora humana en toda la manada Bosque Negro, se me ordenó preparar hierbas como regalo para la alianza de apareamiento de Slade con la manada de las Espinas. Levanté con cuidado el brazo de Slade, que me rodeaba. Tras una noche de pasión, su poderoso cuerpo Alfa aún irradiaba un calor febril. Supuse que esta era solo otra princesa loba a la que él necesitaba rechazar, así que le toqué el pecho con picardía y le pregunté con una sonrisa: —Slade, ¿qué excusa vas a usar por nonagésima vez? ¿Que de repente te dio alergia la princesa? Él se dio la vuelta y me besó la frente, con los ojos pesados por el sueño. —Mi dulce niña, esta vez las hierbas deben ser preparadas por ti, y solo por ti. El éxito de esta alianza descansa sobre tus hombros. Me quedé helada. Durante los últimos diez años, yo había sido su consuelo secreto, la que calmaba sus ataques violentos de ira cada noche. Pensé que, tarde o temprano, me ganaría una ceremonia de unión formal. Pero en ese momento, lo comprendí. Yo era solo una conveniencia, un cuerpo para su uso personal. Si eso era todo lo que yo significaba para él, entonces reduciría a cenizas todo lo que teníamos. Hice una llamada a mi antiguo mentor en el Instituto Nacional de Medicina, el profesor Sterling. —Profesor, ese puesto de investigación sobre genética... ¿todavía está abierto? Estoy lista para regresar al mundo humano. Pero cuando ese Alfa arrogante, que decía que éramos "solo amigos" y "estrictamente profesionales", descubrió que ya no podía percibir ni un leve olor mío en el aire, perdió completamente la cabeza.