Dance Slow

When 30-year-old multimillionaire Kieran Belmonte meets the lovely, mysterious Imogen Madrigal in a high society party, he knows that there's more to the young lady than meets the eye. There's an instant connection between them that left him wanting for more. When they meet again on a blind date set up by their parents, he thinks that Fate is playing with them. But romance blooms between the two amidst reappearing exes, mysterious dreams and the pitfalls of modern dating. Unknown to them, their first meeting is only the catalyst for a future of chaos and catastrophe. Long, long ago, Imogen's ancestor summoned a devil from the depths of the woods to become her familiar. But everyone has forgotten about the devil at the slow passing of time and the heiress of the 13th generation is finally born... Now, the devil has come to take his payment and Imogen will pay the ultimate price.

She was a piece of Heaven he wanted to own. And he, was the flames of Hell she wanted to tame. "You must be tired." The unparalleled face softens with an indulging smile, and I nod hastily like a chick pecking at grains. My reason, wisdom, and rationality became words of a foreign tongue when the fingers tangled amongst my hair trail down to my cheekbones. The caresses like the fine strokes of a paint brush that gave colour to my skin. "But next time." His eyes of hellfire narrows, reflecting the features of a iolite-eyed mortal, and crimson lips pull back over sharp canines. "I might not be as easy to tame." ■What happens when the greek god of the Underworld becomes the 'Grumpy Patient' to a kind hearted mortal, burdened by a curse untold and a gift unrivalled.■ Slow burn Update schedule : Every 2 days ◇

"We can't do this Ethan". I jerked away, my back hitting the wall. "And why can't we?" He asked watching me with his intimidating eyes. "Because I'm...." The words caught up in my throat when he took slow steps towards me. "Don't you dare say that word" he muttered colliding his lips with mine. ** He is her employer She is his employee He is Single She is a Divorcee

“What are you doing?” My question was a breathless whisper. “Checking something.” Chase replied softly. Chase’s hand moved gently into my hair and he drew me to meet his lips. My protests died as he captured my lips in his agonisingly slow yet utterly intoxicating kiss. The possibility of what this could be filled me with hope and that scared me. “You’re my mate.” He growled lowly. Forced to reject her mate in the face of humiliation, the last thing Maya expected is to be kidnapped by the most feared Alpha of the powerful Drakor pack and even more surprisingly, the cold lycan happens to be her second chance mate. In a short span of time, Maya’s sombre life is thrown into a deadly game of deception and love as she helps her mate uncover the dark secrets of his past. Read 'HER LYCAN MATE' now to follow Maya Renshaw's captivating journey!

For Ginny, graduation day should have marked the end of one chapter of her life. Little did she know, her mother's announcement on that day would bring her into the whirlwind of surprises and challenges.When Ginny's mother revealed her remarriage with Fernando Stevens, Ginny's world turned upside down. The idea of her mother finding happiness was heartwarming, but the shock came when she met her soon-to-be stepfather and discovered he had identical triplets as sons. Triplets who were strangely familiar, and not in a good way. As they moved into their family villa, Ginny's mother dropped the bombshell: these triplets were her high school tormentors, the bullies who had haunted her for four years, leaving scars that still haunted her. And worse, one of them had taken her virginity. But life has a way of surprising us, and the triplets were not the same people they once were. They sought forgiveness, genuinely remorseful for their immature actions in high school. Ginny, however, couldn't easily forgive the traumas of the past. As Ginny tries to navigate her complex emotions, she discovers their real identities. In a world of supernatural beings, where werewolves exist, Ginny's life becomes a treacherous dance between her feelings for the triplets and the danger lurking in the shadows. Will Ginny choose love and forgiveness or revenge?

Makayla was just a normal wolf at the pack who never played an important role ever. But one private dance turned into an unforgivable affair she can't seem to get out of with her new Alpha Arson. When lust turns to love she is fighting so hard not to fall for him but he keeps coming for her as she melts in his hands. She is stuck with her love for the Alpha and knowing she can't have him as his destined mate is fighting for him back. Not to mention she is just a stripper. If anyone were to find out she was a mistress and who she was it could damage Arson's reputation and forever damage hers.

"You think you've seen me unhinged?" I asked with a dark grin. "Tonight... I'm not your husband. I'm the man you betrayed." I kissed her then, without restraint, and she stifled a moan that threatened to escape her lips. "You should be scared," I whispered, brushing my fingertips along her spine, slow and teasing, then down over the swell of her ass. My palm lingered, gripping one cheek possessively. "Because you've just given yourself to the devil." I leaned down, my lips brushing her ear. "And the devil? He doesn’t believe in mercy." .... I should have known better than to sign his contract. My new husband was never meant to be real. He was supposed to be a name on paper, a shield against the vultures circling my late husband's empire. An arrangement with an expiration date. But Killian Cross doesn't let go. He's ruthless, obsessive, and dangerously possessive. The kind of man who doesn't just own his empire. He owns everything in his grasp. And now, that includes me. I thought I could play his game. That I could survive the year, take my freedom, and walk away unscathed. I was wrong. Because my contract husband has made one thing clear. I belong to him now. But what if he's the real enemy hidden in the shadows?

"I, Tyler Xander, The Alpha of the silver moon pack, reject you, Aurora Watson as my mate and Luna of my pack!" These were the words that shattered my heart into pieces, as I replayed them over and over in my head. I watched as Tyler, my childhood crush, pulled Debbie, my enemy, closer and kissed her so hard. He never kissed me like that. Being rejected by your mate in the presence of the entire pack is more anguish than dying a slow and unbearable death. After getting rejected, I decided to find my way to become stronger in order to seek revenge against my mate, the betrayer. “You will regret everything you ever did to me,” I muttered under my breath. I promised myself that they would pay for this one day. I just knew it.

When they were in a proximity of 20 meters, she threw coffee on his secretary. When they were in a proximity of 2 meters, she hit him where the sun doesn't shine. When they were in a proximity of some mere centimeters, she broke his nose. Now, she broke his vase of a million dollars and he is ready to take his revenge. He wants her as his fake fiancée and act the part but what happens when they are surrounded by people believing they are in love and the flowers really do blossom? Amelia Carter is ready to be the fake fiancée but is she ready for the slow caress and steady hands of Mr. Alexeev? Mr. Alexeev is ready to take revenge while making sure he gets out of the arrangements of his mother but is he ready to take on the clumsy but pure Amelia? What happens when the burning red of their attraction forms something akin to... love?

HE WAS BORN TO INHERIT AN EMPIRE... UNTIL ONE SINGLE MISTAKE COST HIM EVERYTHING! Heir to an empire with a last name that opens every door, Asher West was powerful. An Alpha bred to be dominant, Asher takes what he wants and leaves behind a trail of broken hearts, never looking back. But for all his arrogance, Asher had two weaknesses. His taste for danger…and his blistering, malignant, and seething HATRED for his half-brother, Zane West. And that hatred was the key to opening the pandora’s box of his misery. Now stripped of his status, his pride, and his biology, Asher finds himself trapped in an Omega’s body, in a world that only worships the strength of an Alpha. And worse, the man holding the leash is none other than the one he hated the most. His half-brother, now his master. Zane West. The bastard no one wanted. The illegitimate Alpha, who clawed his way out of nothing while watching Asher like a wolf watches a dying stag. Silent. Cold. Hungry. There’s no mercy or humanity left in Zane’s gaze, only the promise of ownership. And the slow, patient destruction of the golden prince who once ruled him. Zane doesn’t want love. Or even forgiveness. He wants to own Asher, furrow deep into his skull until his entire existence revolves around pleasing him, Zane West. In a war for dominance where obsession replaces love and revenge tastes like sex and blood, who really wields the power?