Cold Front Game

“Take it off,” he said, his expression cold and dark. “Eh—what do you mean?” I stammered, shocked by his words. “Oh, little one,” he smirked. “Didn’t anyone tell you? You’re here to warm my bed.” Avery Maddox thought she was being offered a job—until she realized she’d been sold to a billionaire. Not just any man, but Luca Stone: arrogant, powerful, and dangerously irresistible. She tries to run. She tries to fight. But what happens when Luca refuses to take no for an answer—and love begins to blur the lines between power and surrender?

Karim Walton, CEO of Walton Pharma Group, offered Adira to marry him for two years. She agreed out of love and got pregnant midway through her two-year contract. The night of his birthday, Karim found her sleeping with his stepbrother while Adira caught him naked and having sex with Ryza. It was a mistake that led Karim to strangle her and lose his unborn son. He had just arrived at the hospital when his bodyguard greeted him. " Boss, Maam Adira has left her room. " " Where is she? " " A powerful rich man took her up. " " What? Find her and bring her back! " “ No way, boss; your wife now is more powerful than you. We are powerless to take her back. ” Five years later, a group of luxury cars passed beside him at the airport. He was stunned upon seeing his wife get out of the luxury car. She was escorted by a group of bodyguards while holding a four-year-old boy who resembled him. When the CEO realized his mistake, he seemed to lose his GAME.

Gigi William,a first year student in the university has a crush on final student Michael Luthra. She letter learns that they were engaged when young........ Michael Luthra, a final student at the University and a mafia prince. He is forced to get married to his fianceé before inheriting the Luthra Empire. Michael is conflicted as he doesn't love the woman he was engaged to.......Read to find more about their marriage. ****** He crashes his lIps against mine without warning and pulls me impossibly close to him. Without hesitating, I open my mouth and he eagerly delves in nipping and sucking. I wrap my hands around his neck but he takes them and holds it above my head. His kisses are full of hunger, Making me lose control. He lifts my top over my head and unclasp my bra with one hand before sliding it to the floor. He breaks the kiss and lifts his body off mine, he slides my panties off.

Having an alcoholic dad and no mother, Maya Henderson has never had luck shine on her. But the day it all became worse was when she found out her father owed the most dangerous man who ran their city a million dollars more than she can afford. Pleading wasn’t an option. She has only two choices; clear up her father’s debt by becoming the wife of the most dangerous man she has ever known or lose her life to him. Her life came spiraling down. She had a choice to make and she had to make it quick. Would she marry this man and get involved with the mafia to clear up her father’s debt or would rather die? Would she be happy in the marriage or would she be miserable? Would she fall for him or hate him for as long as she can?

The day I was supposed to win the biggest award of my career, I walked in on my boyfriend, Ethan, in bed with another woman. He sneered, calling me a face-blind, scent-deaf bore in bed. I planned to expose his ass at the award ceremony. Instead, he and his lover mowed me down with their car. Next thing I knew, I woke up with them in an S-class horror survival game. Mortality rate: over 95%. We had to survive ten days in a haunted manor to be revived. Hit 100 on your Anxiety Level, and your soul is obliterated. Chloe, Ethan's lover, sneered. "Sensory defects? You can't recognize ghosts or smell danger. In a horror game, that’s a death sentence. You might as well just die." The others heard her and scrambled to team up. Me? I walked straight into the lair of the manor's final boss. The most powerful demon in the game wanted to devour my soul. I couldn't really see him. I just thought he was a cosplayer. I lunged forward, poked his abs, and pointed at the glowing crack in his chest. "Wow, you're really committed to the role. This getup must've cost a fortune."

A forced marriage. A ruthless CEO. And a contract that could ruin—or rescue—her heart. Ayla Morgan thought losing her father was the worst thing that could happen. She was wrong. Within weeks, her family restaurant is seized by debt collectors, her stepmother kicks her to the curb, and her arrogant CEO fires her in front of everyone over a petty mistake. With nothing left but humiliation and bills, Ayla is forced into a blind date arranged by her greedy family… and accidentally ruins the wrong one. That “wrong date”? Damon Cross. Her ex-boss. The coldest man she’s ever met—richer than sin and twice as dangerous. But instead of being furious, Damon makes her a shocking offer: Marry me. Three years. No feelings. No questions. In return, I’ll pay your family’s debt and give you your life back. To him, it’s just a contract. To her, it’s a lifeline. Living under the same roof, working as his personal secretary, Ayla swears she’ll never fall for a man who sees love as weakness. But behind Damon’s icy exterior hides a broken man forced to marry by his dying grandfather—and a loneliness that mirrors her own. As enemies become reluctant allies and fake kisses turn real, Ayla finds herself questioning everything. What happens when the contract ends… but her heart doesn’t? And will Damon let go of control long enough to realize that love might be his only salvation?

Farrah Vale doesn’t believe in curses. She’s a logical person, a medical student who stitches people up, not someone who prays to statues. So when she finds her name scribbled in blood beneath the Weeping Statue of the old campus, she laughs it off… until she dies in a car crash that same night. Except she wakes up on a train with six other passengers... Then, sitting across from her is a man she knows, Shane Calder, the ex who broke her heart a few weeks ago. But before she could process the situation, she heard a voice... [ Welcome, Cursed Ones.You have been chosen to play the Trial of Seven Sins. ] [ Survive all seven worlds, and your curse will be lifted. Fail, and your soul will burn forever. ]

Rihanna Smith's boyfriend and step sister set her up. Ipinagbili siya ng dalawa, sa isang kilalang club na tumutugon sa pagnanasa at kasiyahan ng mga mayayamang lalaki. Sa kagustuhan makapaghiganti, pumayag siyang pakasalan ang isang bulag at baldadong lalaki na naging unang customer niya. But unbeknownst to her, the hottest Greek God she married turned out to be Dustin Crawford, a blind and crippled Zillionaire who could buy the entire city with the snap of his fingers. Ginamit ni Rihanna ang kapangyarihan nito, upang paghigantihan ang mga taong nagkasala sa kanya, ngunit lumabag siya sa kanilang kasunduan dahil nabuntis siya. After she got her revenge, she left him without saying a word, which broke his heart. Five years later, she's back as a billionaire's heiress even more stunning than before. Upon seeing her, he asked. "How come you left me when you're pregnant with my son, huh?" She replied, "Because our love game says we've done enough." He suddenly stood up from his wheelchair, gave her a passionate kiss, and said, "Wife, do you think If I were blind, I would marry you? Do you think a cripple could give you love and pleasure in bed? Our love game is not yet over; we're just getting started." 

"You want me to fuck you, I know it" "As much as you don't like me, you are my mate and you can't deny me" I stood up behind her, one hand holding her hip, and leaned down, my breath ragged against her neck, my voice husky. "I'll listen to your body... what it wants... and my body... what it needs. You won't feel the pain of correction like you did today... only the pleasure that a little bite of pain can bring." Mated to the cold-hearted Alpha

To pay off my student loans, I started doing spicy streams online. I never thought I'd actually blow up. Every night, my audience floods the chat, fawning over my face and my body. I love the attention, and I work hard to give them what they want. Until I was dropped into a horror game. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a rotting corpse. And for some reason, my livestream was still running. When the game’s Boss told us all to pick a weapon to die by. The other players all chose to die of old age, or peacefully in their sleep like a baby. I turned my phone to face the boss. "My fans think you're hot," I stammered. "They want me to be killed by... well, by the weapon between your legs. They said 'deeply.' Is that... an option?" The other players whispered among themselves. “This woman must have a death wish.” “Just watch. The Boss is about to tear her to shreds.” But no one expected the Boss to blush.