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Life can be cruel. One moment you’re on the verge of reaching the peak of your career, your sweetheart of five years finally down on one knee, promising forever. The next, your world burns to ashes—literally. Now, I’m not just a prisoner; I’m the plaything of the most feared man in the country. I told myself I hated him, that I’d never break. But what kind of woman starts to crave the way he owns her body, the way his touch sets her on fire? How do you survive when the man who owns you is as ruthless as he is captivating? How do you escape a man who makes you question everything, even your sanity? ————- When her father’s PTSD causes a catastrophic accident, Lucia Castellano finds herself at the mercy of Dante Romano, a man whose name strikes fear into the heart of Chicago’s criminal underworld. Taken as a slave to pay for her father’s alleged crime, Lucia is thrust into a world of power and seduction she never imagined. Dante’s command is absolute, his touch both punishing and intoxicating. What starts as a fight for survival soon turns into a dangerous game of submission and trust. But as secrets surface and enemies close in, Lucia and Dante must confront their darkest fears to find freedom—and perhaps love—in the most unlikely of places. AUTHOR’S NOTE: This book contains explicit content, strong language, violence, and other adult themes that may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised.

One look. One kiss. And a scandal. That was all it took for her well planned life to take a drastic turn. Vivienne Reynolds has spent almost a decade of her life in the shadows with only three things on her agenda. Taking care of her mom Staying out of the spotlight and avoiding the cameras Never trusting anyone But one night was all it required for her life to be upended and become entangled with Hollywood royalty and heartthrob; Liam Pryce. At first glance, Vivienne knew that this man was going to be trouble because he came with everything she solely avoided. The good looks, fat bank account and worst of all; the cameras. A part of Vivi wanted to trust him because he rekindled that part that sent her pulse racing with every glance and sinful touch. However, the other part of her—the part that has been burnt and scarred because she had trusted the wrong people warned her against it. It had been what got her into this mess in the first place. In the battle between caution and chemistry, Vivienne will have to choose between risking everything for the man who is determined to never let her go and letting the scars of her past dictate her future. N/B: Reader's discretion is highly advised.

On campus, Emily was surrounded by several girls. Each of them slapped Emily's face and insulted her with dirty words. Emily wanted to stand up and fight back, but her arm was stomped heavily on the ground by one of them. There were many people around who walked indifferently, as if they were no longer shocked by this scene. The second girl kicked Emily's face, "Omega is the lowest level of trash, you should have died long ago..." Suddenly their phones rang, and one of them exclaimed, "The four Alphas are having a party! They actually came back home!..." They all picked up their phones to read the text messages, "I received an invitation to the party..." "I received it too!"... They kicked Emily a few more times and cursed a few times before leaving, leaving Emily alone. Emily got up from the ground tremblingly. She picked up her phone a few meters away. Emily found that there were more than a dozen missed calls from Luna. She suddenly panicked and called back nervously. Luna's voice pierced her eardrums, "Where did you die? The four Alphas and the guests are all at home now. Come back here quickly..." Emily was stunned for a moment after hearing the words of the four Alphas, I felt even more panicked.

This book contains a few people's points of view. (POV) Which makes the book a little... let's say more dimensional. The main story is about Lilith Taylor being in the wrong place at the wrong time, although it was planned out. She witnesses some gruesome scenes done by Arthur Mikhailov but soon realizes that the one bringing this upon her is the only one who can take it away. The book is filled with mysterious characters and events to keep the reader guessing throughout. Never a too dull moment. Give it a try guys. You never know who will betray you next...

"Miguel, I'm happy for this moment..." Ximena wrapped her arms around his neck as she cooed lovingly, mixed with the gasp due to the finished 'strenuous action', Just before she could mutter, "I love you," the man murmured in a hoarse voice. "Tan..." Ximena froze. Tan was Tania Roberto, the first love of Miguel Ricardo. Tania hasn't returned to the country, she has stayed abroad all these years. But, just yesterday, she arrived back in Mexico. Moreover, she had sent Ximena several provocative text messages. She wasn't yet over her ex. "Ximena, I'm back! You have to vacate from the Ricardo family! I'm back to take back what rightfully belongs to me." "Miguel and I are childhood sweethearts. Did you think you could replace me in just a few years? Get out! Get back to the streets where you're likely to belong. You're doomed to remain in the streets forever."

This is by no means a traditional werewolf tale. Romance, adventure, fantasy, legend, and never-ending plot twists are the foundations of this book's existence. If you're the type of reader who likes to ease into a story, then this is the book for you. But be warned: it becomes quite heated the deeper you dare tread with curious eyes. *** "Oh Alinta, my beautiful, beautiful Alinta," he murmured with a trembling sigh, firmly grasping the vial in his gloved hands. "You desire her?" an eerie voice echoed in the stalker's mind. **** Alinta Ull is a twenty-nine-year-old werewolf who has a passion for books, history, and myths. In a spontaneous decision, she sets off on a trip in the hope of escaping any fated misfortune that might harm her or her loved ones. A curse she has been grappling with since her eighteenth birthday. Accompanying her is her fierce and sassy red wolf, Angela, who is a formidable force in her own right. Every three years since that fateful birthday, Alinta and Angela have faced unfortunate events, such as death, rejection, and abandonment. They have finally come to accept that the Moon has forsaken them. They decide to visit the resting place of the infamous Rouge Deity werewolf, whose fabled return is prophesied to occur on the eighth crimson moon. Coincidentally, that day also marks Alinta and Angela's thirtieth birthday. Is it fate? Has the Moon truly cursed his creation for reasons unknown? To add to their misfortunes, an obsessed wolf lurks in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to claim Alinta as his own by whatever means necessary. However, he will soon learn that he is not the only one with ambitions. Trigger Warning: This novel contains mature themes of sexual assault, abuse, trauma, and kidnapping. Reader discretion is advised.

Dad attends a banquet with his ex-girlfriend, and they make headlines. Everyone mocks Mom for this, saying that she hasn't gotten anything out of her relationship with Dad. They make fun of her for giving up her successful career for his sake to end up with nothing—she can't even tell a homewrecker off. Mom looks at me tiredly after bawling her eyes out. "He let me down first, so I don't want him anymore. Do you want to leave with me, Rosie?" Just then, my phone pings. I've received a text from my boyfriend of seven years. "I'm just going through the motions and registering my marriage with someone else, Rosalie. You'll still be my girlfriend!" After a brief silence, I nod and tell Mom I'll leave with her. On the day of the double weddings, Mom and I disappear after a fire at our villa.

Sheryl Moran and Brandon Simrod had dated for three years, and been married for another three. They were practically inseparable, and Brandon loved Sheryl deeply. He was always gentle and considerate toward her. Everything changed when Sheryl received an anonymous text. Brandon had cheated. Initially she just thought it was a cruel prank - she never imagined she would witness him holding another woman, kissing her passionately. In that moment, all the beautiful memories and happiness from the past vanished. Sheryl plunged into despair. Later, Sheryl followed the instructions in the text message, and successfully gathered evidence of Brandon’s affair. She collected proof of him gifting his mistress a villa, bags, jewelry, and more. She entrusted the case to the top lawyer in Nexville, Steven Peterson, to represent her in the divorce lawsuit. When the truth came to light, Brandon desperately pleaded with bloodshot eyes, “Sheryl, I was wrong. I truly love you. Please give me another chance.” Sheryl was already thoroughly disappointed. “Your love disgusts me. Keep it to yourself.” - Among the elites in Nexville, everyone knew that Steven was a legal heavyweight, and an aloof and untouchable figure. Sheryl had always thought the same, but he was the person who told her, “I can help you heal. Will you consider it?”

My husband's true love, Yvonne Sullivan, requests to operate on me when I'm due for a kidney transplant surgery. I'm vehemently against it, but my husband, Charles Gunner, still allows Yvonne to practice on me. My artery bursts during the operation, but she can't handle it. She panics. The hospital wants Charles to take over, but he objects. "Don't pressure Yvonne too much. Anyway, the patient won't die. If she does, I'll sign an agreement stating that the hospital has no fault in this." After the surgery, I display major signs of rejection, prompting an emergency rescue alert throughout the hospital. However, Charles is celebrating with Yvonne. He doesn't answer his phone. I'm lying in the ICU when I receive a text from him. "I'm guiding Yvonne on her dissertation at home. Don't come back when you wake up—I don't want you to disturb us."

The night I find out I'm pregnant, my family's villa suddenly goes up in flames. I endure the suffocating smoke and run the risk of being disfigured as I run to my son's bedroom. However, it's empty. Just then, I hear his excited exclamations outside the window. "Monica, you look so cool when putting out fires! I bet you'll get first place in this upcoming Firefighter Challenge!" I'm about to head downstairs to lecture him when a wall collapses and crushes me. As I drift in and out of consciousness, I hear my stern, stoic husband praise Monica Sloan for her courage. If I'm guessing correctly, my husband and son have started this fire to please her. I stare at the door, which is so close and yet so far. I send out one final text before dying of asphyxiation.