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"What are you trying to do? Get the hell out of my office!" He yelled at me but I ignored all his rant and approached him on his office seat, having unzipped my skimpy top a little, so that he gets a pleasurable view of my huge , bulging out of it. "If you resist me, I will make sure to leak all your secret doings to the public, so that all can see who you really are. Your name will be on the papers by Monday, and you will lose the respect of your employees. I'm sure you wouldn't want that to happen? Why not just relax and me here and now? These are craving your lustful touch". "Get behind me Satan! You slow poison! You wouldn't dare blackmail me." "Oh really? Remember I still have the tape with me. You just wait and see. Dare to resist me now and I will go straight to the press and media." As he was still pondering on whether to succumb to my demands or not, I got closer to him and forcefully crashed my lips against his, as my huge soft collapsed on his hard chest. Just then, the door was opened and my colleague was standing with a camera, recording our romantic scene.

Kieran Voss is my boyfriend, and his first love has slept with every one of his closest friends. Yet, she still manages to play the innocent little angel in front of him. I plan to expose her, especially after I accidentally uncover her biggest secret. But before I can, Chloe Bennett uses dark magic and somehow transfers all her physical reactions onto me. She's flirting with a man below the stage while I'm giving a company presentation. I can't help but let out a soft moan at the podium the moment his hand slips under her skirt. I become the shameless and indecent woman everyone despises. Despite this, my boyfriend goes against public opinion and proposes to me in front of everyone. Chloe spends ten hours in bed with ten men on our wedding day. Meanwhile, I collapse on stage and tremble uncontrollably in a white gown, my face burning red with heat. I die of heart failure from sheer excitement and carry a tarnished name even in death. As I open my eyes, I'm back to the moment I first discovered Chloe's secret. This time, I close my eyes and say "Don't worry, I swear I didn't see a thing."

Emilia Monroe is treated no better than a slave by her family. She's despised by her father, abused by her stepsister, and branded a failure for never turning into a wolf since her eighteenth birthday like everyone else did. All she wants is freedom from her torment. But freedom becomes impossible when she crosses paths with Killian, the Silver Crest pack’s new alpha, a notorious and ruthless man. When a contest is held to choose his Luna, as his ascension demands and to cure his bloodlust, Emilia is forced to attend by her father to serve her stepsister, who is one of the contestants. However, destiny exposes her as Killian’s true mate. But the merciless alpha is hell-bent on not having a weakling like her as his Luna. The irresistible pull of their bond refuses to be severed, and one stolen night is all it takes for her to end up pregnant by him. However, when the truth of their bond becomes public, she is rejected and publicly humiliated by the alpha, and so Emilia flees in order to protect her baby. When she thinks she's finally free, the alpha learns of their child and he stops at nothing to have and claim her once more. But the big question remains; will Emilia choose to be a captive again, or will she stand up to Killian, despite the unresolved tension of their mate bond?

Elara Duval lives two lives. By day, she’s the invisible stepdaughter in a family that dismisses her. By night, she’s ShadowByte, the most elusive hacker in the digital underworld. Anonymous. Untouchable. Safe. Or so she thinks. Damon Cross rules his empire with an iron fist. The billionaire CEO of CrossTech is brilliant, arrogant, and mercilessly calculated. His empire thrives on power, but when a cyberattack threatens everything he’s built, he sets his sights on the one ghost who could save him: ShadowByte. When their paths collide, sparks turn to fire. Their battle of wills is as dangerous as it is magnetic. He sees her as a puzzle he must control. She sees him as the kind of man she swore to never bow to. But when a public scandal forces them into a contract marriage, the thin line between hate and desire begins to blur. What happens when the man who never loses falls for the woman who refuses to be owned? And when Elara’s secret identity risks exposure, will the truth destroy them, or set them free? Crossed Lines is a contemporary romance full of drama, badgirl energy, hidden identity tension, and hate-to-love chemistry, where girl power collides with the arrogance of a billionaire CEO, and the stakes are nothing less than love, loyalty, and freedom.

I had been Silas Sterling's mate for seven years. We decided to get tattoos of each other's names. This was a Binding Tattoo that represented eternal love in the Moonstone Wolf pack. It had the power to bind mates eternally. When I got the tattoo, I realized the malicious words 'Public Male Amenity' had been tattooed on my chest. It chilled me to the bone. My adopted sister, Greta Pound, was the one who tattooed me. She covered her mouth as she laughed. "Don't you always enjoy attracting the attention of all the male werewolves by dressing so skimpily in the pack, Freya? I'm just helping you to publicize this." Greta was a female werewolf I had saved. Why was she treating me this way when I treated her like my sister? I grabbed her hair angrily, but Silas pushed me violently to the side as he pulled Greta protectively into his arms. He frowned as he berated me unhappily, "Greta was just joking with you. Why are you so mad about it?" I stared at his bare chest where my name should be tattooed. However, the name 'Greta' was there instead. She looked up at me from Silas' arms and smiled innocently yet tauntingly at me. "Silas said our names rhymed, Freya, so I played a joke by tattooing my name on him. You aren't mad about this, are you?"

He broke her world to build his empire. Now, he’s buying her silence with a wedding ring. Lena Carter was supposed to be a bride, until she walked in on her fiancé, Daniel, in a betrayal that shattered her life and her dignity. Left with nothing but the crushing weight of her father’s mysterious debts and the wolves of the Silvers Syndicate at her door, Lena has one choice: sink or sell her soul. Adrian Wolfe, the 30-year-old "Ice King of Manhattan," is the monster who offers her a lifeline. He is the man who turned her father’s legacy into dust, and now he wants Lena to play a role in his most dangerous game yet. The Contract: One year of marriage. Total submission to his rules. A public performance of a love that doesn't exist. In exchange, every debt is wiped clean, and Lena gets the power to watch Daniel and his new lover crawl in the dirt. But as the "fake" marriage turns into a war of white-hot passion and whispered secrets, Lena discovers the Black Ledger—a document proving Adrian didn't just find her by chance. He’s been waiting for her. She isn't just his wife; she’s the final payment on a debt signed in blood. With a vengeful ex-fiancé, a lethal criminal syndicate, and Adrian’s own mother, Martha Wolfe, circling like sharks, Lena must decide: Will she destroy the man she’s grown to love, or will she become the Queen of the very empire that broke her?

Some secrets are kept in the dark. Others are screamed into the pillow. Aubrey "Yuna" Vance is a girl living a double life. To the students at Dam’s College, she’s the quiet, studious wallflower. But behind the closed doors of her mother’s new mansion, she is a voyeur, haunted by the rhythmic sounds of her stepfather’s bedroom and the shadow of a stepbrother who knows her every shameful habit. Jake Thomas is the billionaire athlete-turned-coach who built an empire on discipline. He’s the man who saved Aubrey’s mother from poverty, but to Aubrey, he is a walking temptation, a "hunk of a man" whose every glance feels like an intrusion. Then there is Drake, Thomas’s son. A popular biker with a cruel streak and a mountain of blackmail. He’s caught Aubrey at her weakest, and his price for silence is her total submission. When the school’s golden boy, Brendan, enters the fray with a public declaration of love, the fragile peace in the Thomas household shatters. Aubrey is no longer just watching; she’s being hunted. Between a stepfather who hides a mistress and a dark desire for his stepdaughter, and a stepbrother who wants to claim her out of pure spite or the sweet golden boy Brendan in which the world will be very much willing to accept but Aubrey is drowning in a sea of forbidden heat. In a house where the walls are thin and the secrets are thick, Aubrey must decide: Will she play the "good girl" for the world, or will she surrender to the noiseless dreams that keep her wet and awake at night?

By the time Nolan is five, I finally see the truth clearly. My husband, Justin Ford, does not love our son or me. Determined to end this disastrous marriage, I decide to leave with Nolan. But fate has other plans. A car accident leaves me with a lost kidney and Nolan missing an eye. In our darkest hour, the cold, indifferent Justin kneels in public, begging for forgiveness, promising to be a lifelong support for both our son and me. Nolan and I decide to give him a trial period of 100 days. If he passes, we will stay. On the 99th day, we stumble upon him speaking with the attending doctor. "Mr. Ford, you caused the accident on purpose to save Ms. Lloyd's child while taking organs from Mrs. Ford and Nolan. Was it really worth all that?" "It's worth it. I'll do whatever makes Suzanne happy." "What if Mrs. Ford and Mr. Nolan find out?" Justin falls silent for a moment, then instinctively touches his wedding ring. "They must never find out. All they want is a family, and I'll do everything I can to make it right," he says coldly. It turns out his entire act of repentance was nothing more than a carefully orchestrated lie. The happiness Nolan and I believed in was merely an illusion, designed to protect the one he truly cared for. Every gift came with a secret cost, and now, we are paying the price.

[Wanna do it?] I accidentally sent the message meant for my bestie to her brother, Gerald Cooper. Ten minutes later, I received his reply. [In the Maybach downstairs. Come down.] To my surprise, her brother was very well endowed too. That night, things got heated and we almost lost control. When we sobered up, he promised me that he would bear responsibility for his actions. He treated me well and doted on me, giving me anything I asked for. However, there was only one rule: I must never admit in public that I was his girlfriend. Five years later, he brought another woman home. With his arm wrapped around the woman, he told me that she was his girlfriend. I confronted him, asking, "If she's your girlfriend, then what would that make me? I waited five long years for you!" He chuckled indifferently and said something that chilled me to my bone. "Wait for me? Did I tell you to wait? Nyssa Bennett, don't ever fall in love with someone so desperately. It's terrifying." So it turned out that my love for him was nothing but trouble. From then on, I tried to live without him, let go of my feelings, and finally left him. But one week later, when I was exchanging my vows with another man, Gerald was standing there in the aisle, looking up at me with reddened eyes.

Elysia had loved Orion for ten years, watching from the shadows as he chased after someone else. Their contract marriage was supposed to be temporary—a favor for family, a mask for the public—but a year of shared mornings, quiet dinners, and unspoken tenderness made her believe maybe, just maybe, he had chosen her. Then the woman he never stopped loving came back. And in less than 24 hours, he handed Elysia the divorce papers. No warning. No hesitation. She didn’t beg. She signed and walked out of the home she helped build—quietly carrying the child he never asked for. But secrets don’t stay buried. When Orion finds out she’s pregnant, his world doesn’t crack—it detonates. The woman he thought he could cast aside… is the one now slipping through his fingers. “You erased me like I never existed.” her voice was calm, eyes distant. It broke him. “Because I thought you’d always be there.” She sighed. "I havr someone who looks at me and really sees me now. You can leave." Now, it’s not just about love—it’s about guilt, consequences, and Orion chasing trying to win Elysia back after she finally stopped waiting. Will she forgive him or move on with her new lover?