Eret Face

When vampires attack the border, my mate's childhood female friend and I both end up trapped in the camp. My mate, Damon Aldridge, shifts into his wolf form and rescues her without a second thought, leaving me alone to face the flames and vampire assault. The next day, I submit a request to the council of elders to sever our mate bond. Damon shows up with a stormy expression, demanding, "You have a priestess bloodline. You can heal yourself. Lydia's more fragile, so I rescued her first. Are you seriously jealous over this?" I meet his eyes calmly. "Yes, but none of that matters anymore."

Back in college, Damian Cross and Alexandra “Alex” Vega shared a reckless kind of passion—one built on stolen nights, whispered names, and a promise that it was nothing serious. No commitments. No future. Just fire. Pero hindi alam ni Damian, that fire left something behind—twins. A boy and a girl Alex raised on her own, telling them their father died years ago. While Damian built his ruthless empire and became one of the world’s most powerful billionaires, Alex buried their past and became a decorated soldier. Until one mission went wrong, leaving her unit dead… and turning her into one of the most sought-after bodyguards in the country. Seven years later, Alex’s world shatters again—her daughter is diagnosed with leukemia. Desperate for money for the surgery, Alex takes the job she almost rejected: protect a billionaire being hunted by enemies. She nearly drops the file when she sees his name. Damian Cross. Damian, on the other hand, isn’t thrilled either. He laughs in disbelief when he’s told his new head of security is a woman—until she walks in. The same fierce eyes. The same fire. The same woman he thought he’d lost forever. Now, Damian must face the truth: the bodyguard sworn to protect him is the only woman he’s ever let too close… and she’s hiding the biggest secret of all—his children. As bullets close in, old wounds reopen, and sparks reignite, Alex must choose: keep the walls she built for seven years, or let Damian back in—and risk breaking more than just her own heart.

Isang gabi ng kahinaan. Isang lihim na hindi nakalimutan. Raine Valencia is a brilliant doctor—confident, composed, and always in control. Pero magbabago ang lahat nang tanggapin niya ang trabaho bilang private doctor ng isang masungit, strikto, at mapangahas na General ng Army. Ang hindi niya inaasahan? Ito rin ang lalaking minsan niyang pinagbigyan sa kama... limang na taon na ang nakalipas. Si General Magnus Silviera.

I am someone you wouldn't pray showed up in your nightmares… I am no devil incarnate. I am the devil itself.I do not hunger for women, but just one became a reason for my starvation. I would exploit her meekness. I would make her beg to be mine.When I claim her, it won't be kind.It will be savage. Raw. She would fall on her knees, but it wouldn't be a reason to pray. When she parts her lips, not even a worship to the Moon Goddess would be heard, because those lips that bring me to sin would only call my name and worship my body.She was something forbidden. She was never meant to be mine. She is my father's new little wife. But I am ready to break the rules of the Bratva and the Nightshade Pack. I would spill my father's blood like paint on a canvas.

She was his secret. Until he proposed to another woman — live on Inst*gr*m. Now Alaya Moore has nothing… until the day he dies and leaves her everything: The mansion. The money. The company. And every enemy he ever made. They called her the side chick. But she’s about to show the world she was the real queen all along.

First day of school, and my roommate Sharon hits me with a $50k guilt trip over some "limited-edition" suitcase. "You're blind or just too dumb to walk straight?" My boyfriend? Useless. Classmates? Total sheep. The dean? Clown. Then I really looked at Sharon. Wait a sec—wasn't she the same scholarship case my family covered?

"You have no house to go to, no money, no friends and no child to drain me of child support. Don't be stubborn. You know you'll die without me, I'm your only family left." Once again that proud tone was sneered at me. "I worry for you." Devon’s eyes glimmered waiting for me to go on my knees and beg him. I shake my head. "Worry about yourself Devon. Do you really think you'd go scott free after the shit you pulled today? You couldn't even let me mourn my baby in peace." I searched for his gaze, my eyes burrowing into his. "I promise you, if not today, one-day Devon. I'll make you wish you were dead." ____ Corrie North gave Devon Remington everything. Amazing sex? She gave him her body. A devoted house-wife? She abandoned her career for him. A fucking maid? She scrubbed every inch of his sprawling mansion. A child? She nearly died bringing their son, Haven, into the world. And how did he repay her? Devon betrayed her. He cheated with a younger woman, handed her divorce papers, and vanished on the day their son died in a mysterious accident. Two months later, he finally showed up to Haven's funeral, with his pregnant mistress on his arm. As if that wasn’t enough, he accused Corrie of murdering their child. Devastated, Corrie vowed revenge. She vanished from Devon’s life, promising that everyone who played a part in Haven’s death would pay, including him. Four years later, Devon wants her back. He’ll do anything to make her his again. But Corrie isn’t the same woman he left behind. Will she make him pay for his betrayal , or will old flames pull her back into the arms of the man who destroyed her?

My name is Rayna Giancarlo and I’m many things. I’m an abused daughter, the school ridicule, the abused fiancée, the vengeful daughter, the bitter niece, the runaway wife. But not for much longer. I won’t always be a victim. Soon I’ll rise up from the flames like a Phoenix and then I’ll burn everyone who had ever wronged me to ashes.

I was treating some friends to dinner at the private club my cousin owned. When we wrapped up, I waved over a server. "Just put it on Nick's tab." The server nodded, but a manager I'd never seen stepped in to block her. Wearing a smile that never reached her eyes, she said, "Sir, Bosco is a members-only establishment. We don't offer tabs." I felt a flicker of irritation. "I'm the owner's cousin. Just let him know." She let out a sharp, mocking laugh and slapped a bill onto the table. Eighty-eight thousand. Exclusive suite atmosphere maintenance fee, ten thousand. High‑end social network filtration fee, twenty thousand. Spontaneous entertainment ambience enhancement fee, fifteen thousand. And a mess of other miscellaneous charges. Since when did Nick's place dare to bleed customers dry like this? "What's wrong? Can't pay and now you're trying to name‑drop?" She looked me up and down with an arrogant tilt of her chin. "I've seen plenty of our boss's relatives. Not one of them is as broke, pretentious, and shameless as you." Right in front of her, I dialed Nick and put the call on speaker. "Ten minutes," I said. "Make sure she disappears from my sight. Otherwise, I'm revoking your authorization for this club."

What would you do when your sexy fiancé’s brother pins you to the bed, moans your name, and demands your surrender? Ava Morgan just witnessed a pile of shit—her fiancé having sex with his cousin. As a “good girl,” Ava should accept it and stay out of trouble. Instead she’s been drawn into Alexander Clark’s orbit—the notorious kingpin the whole town fears. • “You’re so wonderful, babe. Your eyes are beautiful.” • “Don’t cry, okay? Give me your hand.” • “What is this? Is this the baby’s clitoris?” • “How adorable! Touch it.” Pleasure floods her mind and nearly makes her forget her mission: she must secure power through marriage to save her family. If the affair is exposed, the consequences will destroy them. What will she do next? Stay, leave, or burn it all down?