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…”Damn it, Klein! Am I a fool to you? You were with a woman last night! You were drunk! Both of you went to the hotel together. And now you stand there and tell me “something” came up! Is it normal for you, a married man, to go to a hotel with other women?” “How did you know?” “Is that all you have to say?” I looked at him disbelievingly. How can someone say such a shameless thing with a straight face? “Well since you asked, I’m going to tell you. When I rang your phone last night, that bitch was the one who answered. She friggin answered it just to show me she was with you. And your photos with her in the hotel are all over the Internet! That’s how I found out about your affair!” I’m breathing heavily by the time I’m done talking. Klein is staring at me with an unreadable expression. He must be shocked to the core. “First of all, Jasmine is a friend of mine and I prefer you call her in a more respectful way. Second, I was drunk and she only sent me to the hotel. That’s all. I’ll handle the photos. It won’t affect yours or the Conglomerate’s reputation. ”… **********************************************. Klein only realized he had feelings for his wife, Eloise, when she finally got sick of playing the part of an understanding wife in their arranged marriage after his ex-girlfriend showed up. Now he wants to make things right with his wife but it’s probably too late because she already filed for a divorce and wants nothing to do with him anymore. Will he succeed in winning her back or will she find love in another man’s arms?

He’s my brother’s best friend. The golden boy of the ice rink. The one every girl in town dreams about, except I’ve been doing more than dreaming. I’ve been wanting him for years. But he’s forbidden. Not just because of my brother, who would tear the world apart if he knew what I felt, but because of what we are. Wolves. Bound by pack law. Caged by duty. And I was raised knowing the one rule that can’t be broken, never cross the line with someone who isn’t chosen for you. Except lines blur when he looks at me the way he does now. When his touch lingers too long. When his wolf calls to mine in a way I can’t ignore. On the ice, he’s ruthless, a star forward who plays to win. Off the ice, he’s reckless, dangerous, and everything I should run from. But one stolen kiss in the shadows changes everything. Suddenly, keeping secrets becomes as natural as breathing, and every game, every glance, every accidental brush of his hand is a war between what’s right and what we crave. Because this isn’t just about love, it’s about survival. Packs don’t forgive betrayal. Families don’t forgive broken trust. And if anyone finds out that I belong to him, the fallout won’t just destroy his career or my family’s name. It could start a war. He’s the one man I can’t have… and the only one my wolf refuses to let go.

Warning: This is not your regular love story. This is a collection of explicitly sinful acts. Confession, forbidden deeds, Raw, vivid. DON’T READ IN PUBLIC. Unless… you enjoy the risk of being caught. It isn’t just a book. It’s an experience that will make your body burn. Every story in this book is fast, wild, and full of heat. Bold women take what they want. Dominant men fight their urges. Every touch, every look, every whispered word will make you crave more. As you read, your heart will race. Your body will react before your mind can catch up. You’ll gasp, shiver, and ache for pleasure. Each story is written to make you move your hand as you read, to feel every word. We have it all—MF, MM, FF, MFM, FFM, MMMF, and everything in between. Every fantasy you can imagine. Every kind of desire. Every risky mix of heat. The thrill of being caught. The rush of secret wants. The pull of power and lust. It’s all here. You’ll imagine being there, feeling every touch, every kiss, every deep push. No holding back. No rules. Just raw, hot desire. Your eyes read the words. Your hand follows your body’s needs. You’ll touch yourself, tremble, and feel the heat grow. By the last page, you’ll be breathing fast, shaking, and wanting more. And the stories won’t leave your mind. They’ll stay with you, making you ache for the next word, the next touch, the next release. This isn’t just reading. It’s indulgence. One hand holds the phone. The other? That’s up to you. Are you ready to give in?

"I...wish to die..." Her small voice came out in a quiver; her whole body trembled as she braved herself to look up, showing her green but dull eyes to be seen by the man stood towering her. She didn't dare to move a single finger, even breathing the same air as him suffocate her. For all the rumours she heard about him. Alpha Cillian, silently looked at her with his golden eyes. He didn't even change a slight expression on his handsome face, nor he throw a warning growl at her for had the guts to lock eyes with him. Alpha Cillian, famous for his cold and ruthless act. The Alpha of the biggest and powerful pack in the continent, Silver Moon. His hands coated in blood of criminals and innocent people. Such dangerous creature, will never be softer to anyone. Then why is it have to be different towards her even though she is his mate? Chloe, not the only living Omega in Rock Mountain Pack, but she was the one with the most miserable fate. When everything seemed to be luck and blessing for her to be saved by the Alpha and became his adopted daugther; after she lost her parents due to the rogues attack, years later, it was nothing but torture. Not a single time pass Chloe didn't resent herself for not being able to escape and flee to have a normal life just like how everyone looks happy with theirs. Just how the Moon Goddess seemed to hate her that much that She sent her a man that will only added the misery she's been going through? Or... will this Chloe chance to escape? Will he help her from her live and escape death or rather grant her wish to embrace the death sooner?

N/B Book contains dark and sexual scenes read at your discretion. ~ He burst into a peal of laughter at my agony and this time his eyes grew dark with rage as he gripped my head closer to his face. We were just an inch apart. My breathing turned labored and the sobs racked my throat. “I hate you Talitha. I hunted every town my spies saw you. I searched the deepest forest and farther into every pack of the world to fish you out. Finally, you’re here and this time I’ll make sure I’ll take everything that makes you special, gifted, and exalted and replace them with a broken, weak, and worthless slave, and not only that… I know you hate me, my name, and whose son I am. But that would change. I’ll fill you with me in every corner of your heart, soul, body, and blood. I’ll be so deep in your blood that when you bleed you bleed me.” *********** Witches are not accepted to be part of the kingdom of Arni where the evil Alpha king takes the women for his sexual gratification and kills and burns them alive at will. The evil king gets murdered and when the witches thought their persecution is over his son Alpha Hades- is out for the witches but first, he must conquer Tabitha's daughter. The daughter of the woman (Head Witch) who murdered his father and beheaded his poor mother and he must conquer her in spirit and on his bed by putting a collar on her neck as his slave and imprinting his essence on every inch of her perfect body. Can love grow from this unlikely pair of wolves and Witches or will their hate and revenge consume them in their quest.

Abigail was pinned on the wall by a strong man, and she felt a sharp pain in her arms. “Let go of me. You are hurting me.” Tears started accumulating in her eyes, but she still stubbornly looked at the man’s eyes in a challenging way. The man leaned over her. Their faces were inches away, and his hot breathing was fanning on her cheeks. There were many emotions in his deep green eyes which Abigail couldn’t decipher. After a span of silence, Charles opened his mouth and said, “You are not going anywhere. You are now mine; mine to love, and mine to torture.” ………….. Charles Shaw is the assistant of Aidan Thompson, the CEO of Thompson’s and Co. But he eventually turned out to be the heir of a multi-billionaire business empire. While working under Aidan, he encountered Abigail Mills, the fiancee of Aidan. Abigail loved Aidan for five years, and she always dreamed to be his wife, but Aidan treated her only as a trophy to be decorated in his house. She was gorgeous, perfect to be the daughter-in-law of the Thompson family. He was a workaholic, never had time for Abigail. Whenever she asked him to accompany her, he sent Charles in his place. Initially, Abigail hated Charles. She didn’t want his face, but Charles couldn't refuse his boss, and he quietly followed Abigail, despite his unwillingness. Eventually, they both started developing feelings for each other but never expressed it. Meanwhile, Charles learned about the conspiracy of Aidan against Abigail. He wanted to tell her about it, but before that, he was stabbed and burnt to death by Aidan and his men. Everyone thought that he died, but he came back after one year with a new identity to take revenge.

"Who did that to you?" His voice pressed, demanding. But I had to shut him down if I wanted to keep myself together. "If you get to keep things from me, then so do I." “If I find out who he is—if I find him…” “I hope you don’t,” I cut in. “Because I’d rather he was already dead.” “I won't be at peace until you see it for yourself. Either his grave, or his death right in front of you.” He inched closer to me, pulling my chin more and more until our faces were very close. “And remember, Leandra ....” His words sounded like a promise. His breathing was so heavy, so determined. “The moment you watch that bastard die, you’ll see me there too.” *** Being my best friend’s delivery girl isn’t exactly my idea of fun. Usually, it’s annoying. But this time? This time, it led me straight to him. He kissed me—this stranger, so alluring that it made me think of him all the time. The scent of his body, his heavy voice, his pierced grey eyes ... it all stayed with me. Haunted me. Drove me crazy. The problem? He wants nothing to do with me. He keeps his distance, tells me to stay away, says I need to forget him. He says he’s a dangerous man. But how do I forget someone who’s already under my skin? How do I let go of the one man who’s already claimed my heart?

My ex cheated. So I had a one-night stand with a hottie who thought I was a stripper, only to find out he’s my boss, and now, he’s obsessed with me! ***** When Zoey Anderson served her cheating husband divorce papers, everyone believed that this was the end of her. “She is done for.” They said, “No other man would ever want her again.” “She’d better go back and ask for his forgiveness. Maybe he’ll take her back.” But Zoey will do none of that, despite being heartbroken. Especially not now that she’s glowing up, and has got her hot boss—Christian Gallo—chasing after her. With Christine in her life, Zoey faces even more trials that come with this hot sex god who would give the world just to have her. From Christine’s malicious ex-wife, Zoey’s obsessive ex-husband who wants her back, and his side chic who wouldn’t stop breathing down Zoey’s neck, things don’t seem all so rosy within these scandalous, beautiful walls of Beverly Hills. Is Zoey’s life getting hotter or uglier? Can she survive this? ~~~~ Christine Gallo is that snack that nearly every girl wants to have a taste of. Zoey isn’t his type of woman. She’s crazy. A walking chaos. But why does he still find himself drawn to her despite everything? Who really is this Zoey Anderson, and why is she effortlessly pulling at his heartstrings and… cock-strings? Read to find out! WARNING: Contains nudity and explicit mature themes. Not suitable for readers under 18.

“What do I want?” Simon repeated. “I want a competent Personal Assistant who will not mix work with personal feelings” Simon’s answer was straight, he stood from the chair and came closer to Gabriela, who stepped backward as he approached closer until she hit the wall. Simon kept coming closer and when he was just a few inches away from her, he lifted his hand slowly and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and he whispered. “Are you competent?” Gabriela didn't say a word, her heart raced fast and her breathing was heavy, she wanted so badly to punch his face. Her hands clenched into fists, she knew she had no choice, her brother’s life stood on a thread. Gabriela, a young lady w ho ishardworking and ready to do anything for her family, is forced to work for an arrogant CEO, Simon Ramsey, who is mean, and ready to humiliate her. As a result of the financially draining and terrifying sickness of her little brother, she has no choice but to bear her Boss's ruthlessness in order to pay the medical bills. As they both detest each other’s presence, one unplanned night of pleasure turns into an unimaginable scandal that has the potential to ruin everything Simon has worked for. To contain the scandal, they are forced to get married and act as if they love one another. Was the scandal just a coincidence? Or is someone out there to sabotage them? As the lines blur between duty and desire, theCEO finds himself falling for Gabriela in a way he never saw coming. Can Hatred turn into True Love? Get ready for a whirlwind of suspense and emotions in this cute Haters to Lovers story, Buckle up, you are up for a ride.

A monotonous, colorless life and dull relationships instantly fade into the background the moment you step into a completely different world—one with its own rules and laws. It looks so much like ours, and yet is radically different, for here live werewolves and countless other incredible beings. Bring a cursed Alpha King’s heart back to life? Ride off into the sunset with one of the handsome guards? Or fall for a dangerous witch and uncover the true face of evil? Wrap it all up for me—I’ll take it! An extraordinary world, vivid characters, blazing emotions, and passionate love with a touch of spice ❤️‍🔥 18+ “Quite an interesting hall you’ve got here,” Karadeylis said without even glancing around, his steps bringing him dangerously close. “But OURS holds unforgettable memories of the time we unwrapped your restless little ass.” I gasped in outrage at his brazen words—especially with so many people around—but my panties betrayed me, dampening at the memory of exactly what that bastard had reminded me of. “How dare you?!” I hissed, our faces now only inches apart. Goosebumps ran across my skin at the dangerous nearness. I could feel his hot breath on my lips, the heat of his half-bare body, and that intoxicating scent I knew too well. Our breathing came ragged, as if we had just finished running a marathon, unable to break free from the magnetic pull of each other’s gaze. “No one else dares—only me, Prepedollie!” the scoundrel growled, gripping me firmly by the tail and yanking my face closer to his as his eyes devoured me. “I warned you—once I found you, there would be no mercy!”