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“Part your legs and show me what I own, wife,” Ethan commanded, the phone still connected to his ears. The way he said ‘wife’ sent a sensual thrill chasing down my spine. He said it like it was a personal fantasy of his—the filthiest pleasure he could imagine. And I knew Asher was on the line, listening to this. Listening to US. I obeyed, parting my legs just enough for the cool air to brush against my skin. I felt the power roll off Ethan, the waves of desire as if controlling me, and Asher aroused a different side of his dominance. With my heightened wolf senses, I picked up the faintest grunt and growl from the phone, and my body responded, my core throbbing with need. The misery of wanting a fated mate and chosen mate, both at once, of wanting something so badly even though I knew it was wrong and debauched and compelling. —— When Sage Laurent was sold into the marriage with Alpha Ethan Blackwood, little did she know that she’d found her fated mate. But it was not Ethan Blackwood. It was Asher Knight, Alpha Ethan’s Beta, and soon Sage realised that the Moon Goddess had put her in a very precarious position. What happens when she is drawn to both of them? Sage never imagined that the most perilous thing she would face wasn’t the dangers of the pack—but the risk of falling for them both.

We can do everything in the name of love. But, how far would you go for the love that only give you pain? Are you willing to continue even your hurting?

Each time my husband touches my body, I lose my control. When he puts his lips on mine, I burn in passion and I want him to keep loving me like this. when his rough fingers touch my curvy body, I become restless, and moan his name, but He does not take my name but his ex's name. My name is Jasmine Smith, the secret wife of Asia's biggest mafia king Eric Varghese. It is said that Eric Varghese is a psycho. He took the life of his lover with his own hands, just because she attempted to escape from his prison. Who would to get close to a devil like him? He left me no other choice for the sake of that 4-year-old innocent girl, Ryle Who was imprisoned in that monster's house. In order to save her I willingly married this monster. Rumours fly about his cruelty, especially towards the women in his life but I'm his possession now. His secrets might hold the key to my past but at what cost?

This book is authored by Dripping Creativity. “Stay away, stay away from me, stay away,” she shouted, over and over. She kept shouting even though it seemed she had run out of things to throw. Zane was more than a little interested in knowing exactly what was going on. But he couldn’t focus with the woman making a ruckus. “Will you shut the fuck up!” he roared at her. She fell silent and he saw tears start to fill her eyes, her lips trembled. Oh fuck, he thought. Like most men, a crying woman scared him shitless. He would rather have a gunfight with a hundred of his worst enemies than have to deal with one crying woman. “And your name is?” he asked. “Ava,” she told him in a thin voice. “Ava Cobler?” he wanted to know. Her name had never sounded so beautiful before, it surprised her. She almost forgot to nod. “My name is Zane Velky,” he introduced himself, holding out a hand. Ava’s eyes grew bigger as he heard the name. Oh no, not that, anything but that, she thought. “You have heard of me,” he smiled, he sounded satisfied. Ava nodded. Everyone who lived in the city knew the name Velky, it was the largest mafia group in the state with its centre in the city. And Zane Velky was the head of the family, the don, the big boss, the huge honcho, the Al Capone of the modern world. Ava felt her panicked brain spin out of control. Trigger warnings: Talk about SA Body image issues Light BDSM Descriptive descriptions of assaults Self harm Harsh language

Bayangkan bagaimana rasanya kalau ternyata Mommy kamu yang telah menjanda selama belasan tahun tiba-tiba menikahi duda yang merupakan pengusaha sukses dan memiliki seorang anak laki-laki tampan? Sialnya, sang kakak tiri tampan ini memiliki Love language pshycal touch. Tanpa segan menyentuh, mengusap kepala bahkan mengecup kening. Itu lah yang dirasakan Shayla saat Mommynya yang merupakan Pengacara menikahi kliennya sendiri dan membawa Shayla tinggal di rumah Papa tirinya. Selain harus bertemu setiap hari dengan cowok tampan yang memiliki kepribadian dingin dan misterius bernama Ryuga itu di rumah, ternyata Shayla juga satu kampus dengan kakak tirinya. Otomatis pulang dan pergi kuliah, Shayla akan bersama-sama dengan Ryuga yang kelakuannya selalu mampu membuat kinerja jantung Shayla menggila. Lalu apa jadinya bila Shayla dan Ryuga harus ditinggal selama satu minggu di rumah berdua saja karena kedua orang tua mereka memiliki urusan di Luar Negri? Mau tahu enggak modus Ryuga si cowok cool ini untuk menggoda adik tirinya? Dan apa saja usaha Shayla agar bisa menjaga hati dan hormon estrogennya yang sering tidak tahu diri karena mendamba sentuhan Ryuga?

Janet and Rowan have been in a three-year contract marriage that's supposed to end soon. What started as a convenient, emotionless arrangement has turned into a complicated mess, especially now that Janet has realized she's fallen in love with him. She thought this camping trip would be her chance to finally talk things out with Rowan, but things fall apart when Flora, Rowan's fragile widow friend, shows up. Watching Rowan constantly rush to Flora's side has been eating away at her. While Janet tries to keep her cool, Flora plays the perfect damsel in distress, getting Rowan to take care of her every need. It's obvious to Janet that Flora is pushing boundaries, but Rowan either doesn't see it or refuses to admit it. Flora isn't just another woman-she's the one Rowan never quite let go of. Then Janet overhears something even more shocking: Flora is pregnant. The timing, the secrecy, everything points to one horrifying thought: could Rowan Be the father? Janet is torn between her anger, heartbreak, and the need to know the truth. When she confronts Rowan, she doesn't get the answers she expected. But the damage is done, and her already fragile Marriage is absolutely beyond saving. As Janet deals with the pain of feeling second best, she makes a call she's been avoiding for years. There's someone from her past who's always been there for her.

"To have you here in my bed with me, breathing on me, your hair in my mouth and my name leaving your beautiful lips is what I define Nirvana "

His name is varga monti His name is the definition of perfection He is worldly famous,controlling one of the biggest companies in Asia.. He is that man that every woman wants but can never get. Every man envies him. But varga lives a life many people fail to understand, He has never been seen with a woman before whether in private or public.....ever Rumor has it he is gay,others say he takes in lovers secretly who disappear after satisfying him but others believe he has been involved in an accident which roasted his male parts Could there be any truth in these rumors? Well lets find out in MONTI'S SECRET LOVER

"What's your name?" He asked, making the managers go shut at once. They followed his gaze and it landed on Mallory. Mallory felt her soul being pierced. Did he just ask for her name? Her Wilder didn't even know her name? "Uh... her name is..." "Let her speak for herself, Arlo" Wilder raised his hand at his cousin who zipped up at once. Then, reluctantly, Mallory muttered: "I'm Mallory Harrington." Wilder said nothing, his gaze on her unreadable. Then, she asked. "Don't you... remember me?" "Am I... supposed to know you?" Wilder asked with an unfeigned doubt. This broke Mallory even more. How can her Wilder not recognize her? Her next breath came raggedly, she had to drop her teary gaze to the floor. "How can you not remember me?" She winced. "We were..." ********** What happens when Mallory goes to work one morning and discovers the new CEO who was the soon-to-be heir to one of the richest companies in the world was her ex-husband who had been missing for seven years? How does she tell him she used to be married to him before he went missing? How does she tell him she was still very much in love with him and wanted him back in her life, even if there was someone else? How does she tell him she had twins at home that looked like him? How does she tell him any of these when he couldn't recognize her and acted very cold towards her? What happened to her Wilder?

On my wedding day, my sister was drugged by my fiancé's best friend and viciously assaulted by a group of groomsmen. When she came to, the shame and horror drove her to leap to her death, her broken body crumpling at my feet. Herbert Brady shielded my eyes from the grisly sight, vowing to make things right. But when the truth came out that Lori Reilly was behind it, he smashed my phone to keep me from calling the police. Lori shrugged with mock innocence. "The guys were just messing around. So what if they tore her clothes off? I've been half-naked around them plenty of times. Why was she so fragile?" She slung her arm around Herbert's neck, whining, "I told you not to marry some broke nobody. Poor people have such brittle pride. Look at the mess Mona has made." When I demanded justice, Herbert stayed cool, sliding a Centurion card across the table. "Ten million dollars. Enough to buy your silence? Lori is one of us, part of the city's elite inner circle. Push your luck, and you're making enemies of everyone who runs this town. Come on, it was just a wedding prank gone wrong." I seized the car and snapped it like a twig. Ten million dollars? To buy the life of the Woodard family's cherished heiress?