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I died... and then I died again. “Vale,” I moaned, my voice fractured. He met my gaze, his heart racing. “Yes, baby.” I whimpered softly, my breath hitching as his name escaped my lips once more. “V–Vale–!” “You want to make a mess in your pants again, don’t you?” He asked, locking his gaze with my watery eyes as he pulled my face down to meet his by my throat. “Such a naughty vampire, you were so messy and sticky all over your thighs just earlier, and now you want to do it again,” he murmured hoarsely, watching as I cried out in response. Where had all that macho boldness disappeared? He wondered. Just moments ago, I was ready to drive him insane with my teasing, and now I was a mess, a puddle melting away in his hands, completely at his mercy. The power dynamic shifted, and he reveled in my surrender, eager to push me further into this wild desire. **** Talon/Virgil faces an agonizing cycle of deaths. In his first life, his love was crushed, and he was murdered—only for fate to repeat its cruel game in his next existence. How many more deaths must he suffer before he can find the happiness he's been relentlessly pursuing? Just when Talon believes he’s finally found peace, fate spins him back into chaos, casting him into a void once again. This time, he awakens from a coma to discover he's inhabiting the body of a stepbrother he never knew existed until, of course, he awakened in his body—a married man with a family. As Talon grapples with his new reality, he must balance the façade of being a devoted stepbrother, husband, and father while yearning for the one true love that has haunted him through the ages.

After a short-lived marriage with the cold and arrogant billionaire Ronin Logan, Carmen Price is eager for a break. Her attempt to unwind leads her to another wealthy billionaire, Simon Walsh. Little does she know, she’s about to encounter a whole new set of problems. Ronin Logan doesn’t do things without a purpose. Marrying a lowly employee from his company wasn’t a random choice; it was to salvage his family's reputation after his lover bailed on their wedding. And when he cuts ties with Carmen after less than a year of marriage, it’s to shield her from a situation even he’s struggling to grasp. Caught in a web of love, deceit, and betrayal that seems to lurk around every corner when they're together, will Carmen and Ronin find a moment to catch their breath and truly understand each other? Can they ever find it in themselves to grant the second chance that both of them might just deserve?

Choices and chances… one decision or one of many that make us live a life of happiness and content…. one that makes us muddled and ordinary… or one that leaves us with regret and unwillingness…. Mira was just an ordinary girl who was loved and pampered. The two most important people in her life were Alina and Jason; Alina, her best friend and Jason, her sweetheart. Mira's peaceful life took a turn for the worse when her stepmother forced her to marry a simpleton whom she had never met. She hated her stepmother. She did everything she could to make life unbearable for the two people responsible for her misery- her stepmother and her husband.She succeeded in getting rid of both; one passed away and the other gave her a divorce. She finally got the life she wanted, a life where she married her sweetheart. But why was nothing as she imagined? Why was her husband who loved and waited for her to get a divorce never around? Why was her father about to be executed for treachery? With her last breath, she got her answers- Everything she knew was a lie; Jason whom she loved with all her heart hated her because of a lie; Alina, whom she trusted and cared for more than anyone else, was the cause of her misery. Her stepmother and her ex-husband whom she hated, loved her to death…. Literally! It was too late by the time she got the answers for her questions, or was it? Mira was one of those fortunate people, who got a second chance. What choice will she make? Will history repeat? Will she make amends to the ones she wronged? or…. Will she correct the misunderstanding with her sweetheart for her happily ever after?

My sister, Laura Ward, died the year we were ten, the year we snuck out of school to play. From that day forward, my mother’s grief turned into a burning hatred for me, convinced that I was the reason my sister was gone. She treated me like a servant, like an unwanted burden, and filled the void by adopting a perfect, obedient daughter to replace my sister. She took everything from me without a second thought — my rights, my freedom, my very existence — and even demanded that I give up a kidney for her precious adopted girl. Alright, Mother, if you want a life, I’ll give you mine! But it was only when my body lay cold, my breath long gone, that she finally turned and looked at me.

“Kneel on the broken pieces." He commanded, eyes blazing with fire and anger as he walked to his bed and sat down, his eyes watching my every move. My only crime is being human. Being human and daring to mate with the Lycan king in my continent. Now, I’m not just pushed into a world that I never knew existed up until last night, I have now become his slave. A slave that he hated with every breath in him. Would my Lycan King ever forgive and accept that I’m human and nothing more? Or would I be dead before I get a chance for freedom?

Their kiss left them craving more, their bodies aflame with desire. Brynn willingly granted Killian entry to her mouth, his yearning evident in a throaty moan. His scorching lips ignited a passionate fire within her, and his hand gently traced along her curves, coaxing seductive sounds from Brynn's lips. While they hadn't ventured beyond their previous encounter in the study, Brynn's readiness was palpable. She longed for him so ardently that the mere thought of having him made her quiver. Killian was enraptured by her taste, his desire overwhelming. He broke the kiss momentarily to gaze into Brynn's eyes, which smoldered with a hunger that mirrored his own. They both ached for each other. As his fingers deftly undid the buttons of her attire, a shiver of anticipation coursed through Brynn's skin. When Killian beheld her exposed breast, he couldn't resist a hiss of desire, sending her into blissful sighs as her garments fell away. Her gown pooled at her feet, leaving Brynn in a sensuous black two-piece lingerie set that left Killian spellbound. The way her voluptuous curves accentuated her body left him in a state of eager anticipation, his excitement evident. "Damn," he muttered, reminiscing about their previous passionate encounters. "You're incredibly seductive," he declared, his voice husky with desire, as he guided her gently to the bed. "And you're all mine."

"Really? You've already had sex with that low-life girl? I thought you said you loved me?" "Language please. You're my father's wife. And that low life is now my wife and I won't have you–" Angelica suddenly removed her clothes and got naked in front of him. Reggie saw it and immediately closed his eyes. "Please put on your clothes, I'm a married man now." Reggie still had his eyes closed. He tried to resist her touch but eventually, he gave in without the knowledge that she was recording their sounds & actions. *********** Maya, a poor girl [illiterate] from the streets of New York City, gets married to Reggie Smith, the CEO of Smith's corporations. At first, it started as a game for Reggie. His only purpose was to use Maya to get back at his ex-girlfriend, Angelica, for getting married to his father. Then he slowly falls in love with Maya who has always loved him with her life. Marriage wasn't a bed of roses to the naive young girl as Reggie's ex-girlfriend kept getting in the way of their marriage. Tacky? No problem, money would change that! Timid and Used? No worries, time to change into a stunning high class lady. Weak and bullied? It's fine, I'd rise 10 times bigger and better! Will she find out about her husband's affair with his father's wife? What will happen when Reggie's brother sets his eyes on Maya, without knowing she's his brother's wife?

A new life full of challenges where wealth and success kiss her every step, Evelyn Clarke is now the most powerful and one of the wealthiest businesswomen in San Francisco. She had everything that one can wish for, what one dreams to achieve in his life. Her life is the talk of the town: cameras and paparazzi became her new friends. Burying her past deep down, she turned her dream into reality. It was hard for her but she had forgotten her past to turn over a new leaf. But what she failed to know was that her past had never left her, not even for once. "I don't need you in my life anymore. I have changed, Dylan." Scoffing, Evelyn grabbed the knob and opened the door when a hand slammed it closed with full force shaking her to the core. A yelp escaped her mouth when she was forcefully wheeled around and pinned to the door. The man hovered over her petite frame and leaned to her lips. Her breath hitched as she stared at the same pair of murky eyes that once had sworn to give her world only to destroy it brutally. Brushing his lips over her chapped ones, he sneered in his husky voice freezing her to her spine. "And I changed for you too, my Eve."

“Nice to meet you, Raine,” I said with a forced smile. As soon as she turned her back, I muttered under my breath, “Bitch.” I wasn’t lying—she was practically spilling out of that dress. Seriously? That’s Aiden’s type now? I turned to Arden and whispered, “Babe, I need to use the restroom.” He nodded, and I made my way across the hallway. Unfortunately, the restroom was just past the entertainment room—where Aiden and Raine were glued to each other. Ugh, just my luck. I didn’t even look their way, but from the corner of my eye, I could see them. Aiden had his arm around her, and—what the hell?—his hand was inside her dress. Inside. What a maniac! Doesn’t he care that our parents could walk in? And Raine… really? Already letting him feel her up like that? Where’s her shame? I rushed to the restroom and splashed cold water on my face, trying to wash the frustration off. But the moment I looked up, I froze. Aiden was in the doorway. I turned to leave, but he blocked me and pushed me back inside. “What now?” I snapped, slapping his chest. “Can’t you just leave me alone?” My voice trembled, barely above a whisper. Someone could hear us. “Move! I said I’m leaving!” But Aiden didn’t budge. Instead, he grabbed my wrists and spun me around. My back hit the door with a soft thud, and suddenly, his body was pressed against mine. “Aiden, stop it! What are you doing?” I hissed, but he didn’t answer. He just smirked, lowered his head, and crushed his lips against mine. Damn it… not again.

I'm playing hide-and-seek with my son when he locks me on the balcony. It's freezing outside, and my face turns blue from the cold. However, all he does is laugh at me while I call for help. He makes ugly faces at me through the glass. "You look like the stray dog downstairs, Mom! You're so ugly!" I die a frosty and terrible death. Before breathing my last breath, I see my son excitedly give my husband a video call. "Mom has frozen to death, Dad. Can you take Ms. Cole home to be my new mom now?" When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the moment my son wants me to play hide-and-seek with him.