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Lily 'Snow' Jenkins, an investigative reporter loses her memory during an investigation on human trafficking. Cody Wells, CEO of Wells Architectural Industries and Samantha Smokes, his assistant find Lily unconscious and naked in a dumpster in an empty alleyway. Cody is arrogant and mean- typical traits seen in a boss. Sam is friendly and outgoing. And Snow is one of the sweetest and fiercest women ever. Cody and Sam promise Snow they'll help her recover her memory. Cody lets Snow live with him and the longer she does, the harder they both fall for each other. Problems develop for Cody and Snow when the bad guys find out about her as she slowly recovers her memory. The bad guys even try to get rid of her by killing her and hurting Cody as Wells. Will Cody try to avoid these problems by being his usual arrogant and mean self? Will Snow live in fear, knowing someone out there wants to hurt her? Or will they let their love strengthen them and win the battle against their enemies?

After sixty-six months of waiting,on the day of our Mating Ceremony, my fated mate, Alpha Asher, rejected me. He held his first love, Cora, in his arms, his gaze on me cold and cruel. "Cora is already carrying my pup," he said, his voice void of any warmth. "I am rejecting you. Once the pup is born and its place in the pack is secure, we can still be mates." He added, a cruel smirk on his face, "Besides, being my mate is the greatest honor an Omega like you could ever hope for." Everyone expected me to endure the humiliation, to wait quietly for Asher to come back and finally accept me. But that very night, I followed the Moon Goddess's guidance and left for good. Five years later, I returned to my old home. My mate Ronan called away on urgent business. So he had no choice but to arrange for a local Alpha to greet me. I never expected it would be him: my ex-mate, Alpha Asher. Exhausted from the long journey and weary from my pregnancy, I was met with mockery. With Cora on his arm, he sneered at my plain clothes, telling me I was nothing without him. "Seeing as you've hit rock bottom and look like some pathetic rogue, I suppose we can be generous enough to take you in. Our pup could use a healer." I just laughed coldly and refused. He has no idea — I’m now the Luna Queen to the Alpha King. His entire pack existed only at my mercy.

My twin sister, Stella, was an Omega. She discovered she was a dead ringer for the beloved Luna from the neighboring pack. She was sick of being a nobody. A ridiculous idea emerged in her mind. She would kill the Luna, take her place, and mate with Alpha Andrew. I couldn't let it happen.I saved the Luna, but it cost me everything. "Are you jealous that my face is more beautiful than yours and want to lose my precious chance? You bitch!" " I think my sister has gone crazy. Stella locked me in the cellar. She tortured me with silver poison for seventeen days until I died. I woke up again. Back at the Hunting Ritual. The exact moment she set a feral wolf on the Luna. But I was still too late. I watched as Stella rushed forward. She forced a lethal dose of black silver powder down the wounded Luna's throat. When the news of the Luna’s death came, my Omega parents celebrated with Stella. "Our Stella is going to be the next Luna! We're finally going to have it all! No one will ever look down on us again!" But they had no idea. Alpha Andrew had been pulling the strings all along.

"This revenge is going to be the end of you, Iris" he whispered against her neck. His hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "I know, but you're either with me or you're not. I'm not backing away" she said pushing him away. He grabbed her by her waist pulling her closer, leaning in until their breaths mixed. "Until the end of time, my Luna" ******************* Iris is sold into Silvermoon Pack as a slave. She is tortured, abused, and mistreated, like any other slaves in the pack. But few can see the ruthless soul underneath her sweet appearance. She is here to avenge her family and ruin every single soul in Silvermoon Pack. It may be an impossible mission to complete, but she’s got great help.

The best kind of sex is with your boyfriend's older brother. Why? It just tastes better. ~ Mia Dawson never intended to cheat, it sort of just happened. Truly, it did. Now she has to live with it. Only she's unlucky and it's not just a one-night stand. It was her boyfriend's older brother. A mistake staring right in her face. With piercing hazel eyes. The kind she never wants to look away from. It's impossible to forget it either because the night wasn't terrible. It was good. Arguably the best she's ever had. Mia may be fucked up for enjoying it, even more so for wanting another taste, but she's not going to cave. But for how long can she hold back? Especially if it was all on purpose. He knew exactly who she was. It begs the question, Why would Logan knowingly seduce his brother's girlfriend? And how far is he prepared to take it when he's smitten and hardly wants to let go.

The Water Girl is about a girl in high school that's the water girl for the high school popular football team. She gets picked on and made fun of all the time, but there is one boy that takes an interest in her. Brody likes River for who she is. He thinks she's funny, and beautiful. But the guy that's been tormenting her for years realizes he's in love with her after he broke his leg and River had to help him. who does she pick.

There are three types of apples that fell into this world. The one that hit my head was the forbidden one. ************ In which an English country girl goes from being a waitress, to being the wife of the richest billionaire in London. “It is simple, all you have to do is get my husband into a hotel room, and you’ll get a hundred thousand pounds” she said looking the innocent girl in the eye, their eyes met and the girl cowered as she looked at the woman, processing what she was saying and how much she was offering. “You want me to seduce your husband?” The girl asked looking at the woman who stood above her head, like a predator threatening her prey. “No, all I want you to do is get him into a hotel room, leave the rest on me” she said looking at the girl who was shocked, her heart racing as she thought of what that woman was asking her to do. “Why would you want a girl to get your husband into a hotel room? And more importantly, why me?” “I need to get a divorce, and you need to stay away from my son. See, it’s a win, win, darling”

After helping to free her sister from the chain of her abusive ex-husband, Zena left to find her path, and it has been 7 years since she moved to a new city, and everything was going great for her, she moved up in her job and she also has a stable relationship, Zena life was perfect but sometimes perfect can be boring, missing the thrill of an adventure, Zena embarked on an undercover mission to caught a dangerous criminal, but the universe had other plans for her as it leads her back to where she never thought she would end up in again. Back with Leonardo Conti.

“Why does my body still ache for my own uncle? I thought the crush died years ago!” ************************** At twenty, Meghan thought her teenage crush on her hot uncle was dead. Then she became his live-in caregiver in his remote mountain mansion. Discovering his unpublished erotica starring HER changes everything. Blind or not, he's about to claim what's always been his... in the dirtiest ways imaginable. But dark family lies and jealous villains threaten to destroy their twisted paradise…

Meine beste Freundin Maya war aus Miami eingeflogen – für meine Junggesellinnenwoche. Meine letzten Tage in Freiheit. Sie bestand auf einem Mädelsabend zu Hause, bestellte all mein Lieblings-Takeout. Dann bat sie mich, kurz ihr Handy zu halten und zu warten. Plötzlich leuchtete das Display auf. Eine Nachricht von irgendeinem Typen. Ein oberkörperfreies Foto. Text: Ich brauche dich heute Nacht. Ein weiteres Bild vibrierte herein. Sexspielzeug. Bondage-Ausrüstung – wie direkt aus einem Film. Mir brannte das Gesicht. Mein Herz hämmerte gegen die Rippen. Ich stürzte gerade in ihr geheimes Leben. Doch das nächste Bild ließ mir das Blut in den Adern gefrieren. Eine Nahaufnahme der Brust des Mannes. Eine gezackte Narbe – vertrauter als mein eigenes Spiegelbild. Sie gehörte meinem Verlobten. Luciano Carbone.