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Ethan isn't the right guy to fall for. Zephyrine knew that too well. So when he tried to destroy the walls she built, she did everything to push him away. But a part of her loves where things are going. Will the consequences be too much for Zephyrine to handle? *** Just when Zephyrine Forteza thought that she's in control, it took only one circumstance for her to completely throw off balance. As a woman with high standards, she worked hard to get her life back on track. However, the annoying and notorious playboy Ethan Lee wanted to enter her life. Knowing he's not the perfect man to fall for, Zephyrine tried to withstand him yet he's too charismatic for her to resist.

At the Brooke family’s grand 25th anniversary, Nina Brooke’s life changed in one reckless night. She gave herself to a stranger only to discover he was her stepsister fiancé. To protect their names, Ethan Voss and Nina buried the truth. But secrets don’t stay buried. Weeks later, a pregnancy test exposed the lie Nina thought she could hide. Clara made sure the entire family knew–humiliating Nina for carrying a child out of wedlock. But what no one expected? The child in Nina’s womb wasn’t just anyone’s. He belonged to Ethan Voss—the man promised to her sister. Now the question isn’t how far Nina will fall… It’s what happens when the truth explodes.

Victor’s private jet has barely cleared the runway when Amelia’s legs spread for the one man she’s never allowed to touch: her husband’s son. She has everything money can buy, except the brutal, filthy fucking her body craves. Ethan has the thick, merciless cock that finally gives it to her. For nineteen stolen days they turn the penthouse into their personal playground: the marble island where she screams into his mouth, the glass shower where he pins her dripping wet, the marital bed where he pumps her full night after night while Victor sleeps in ignorance thirty thousand feet away. She was a bored trophy wife. Now she’s a dripping, obsessed slut who counts the hours until her husband leaves again, because only Ethan can split her open, ruin her, and make her come so hard she forgets she ever belonged to anyone else. Nineteen days. No panties. No mercy. And when Victor comes home, she’ll greet him with Ethan’s cum still warm inside her, smiling like the perfect wife.

It had been ten years, and Ethan—my mate—and I still didn’t have a pup. One day, he suggested we adopt one from the Werewolf Orphan Charity Agency. “My mate,” he said gently, “pregnancy is too hard for you. You’d have to go through so many checkups and herbs. Your wolf shouldn’t have to suffer like that.” When others heard this, they all said Ethan loved me deeply—that he couldn’t bear to see me in pain. But I saw the truth with my own eyes. He took an infant pup from another she-wolf. “Luckily, Mia isn’t pregnant,” he said. “That way, the excuse of adopting an infant works—and the pup can have a legitimate status in my clan.” I knew that she-wolf well. The same one Ethan used to call a “stupid omega.” Swallowing the bitterness in my heart, I called my mentor at the Werewolf Research Academy. “I want to devote myself to herb research,” I said calmly. Three days from now, during the pup’s first New Moon blessing, I’ll fake my death in a fire. No one will be able to stop me.

Era miembro de una unidad de investigación ultrasecreta. Por encargo de mi superior, debía entregarle un archivo a Celeste Judd, mi hermana. En el momento en que entré en la oficina de mi hermana, un pasante, Ethan Irwin, se interpuso rápidamente en mi camino. —¿Eres el nuevo asistente? Me miró de arriba a abajo y notó el sobre de documentos que llevaba en la mano. Acto seguido, soltó una fuerte carcajada. —¡Es tu primer día de trabajo y ya estás tratando de hacer puntos con la señora Judd! ¿Por qué no te miras al espejo para ver lo patético que eres? Solo entonces me di cuenta de que Ethan me había confundido con un rival amoroso. Pero el caso era que Celeste nunca me había dicho que tuviera novio. Estaba a punto de explicarle la verdad a Ethan cuando sentí que su puño se estrellaba contra mi cara. —¡Yo soy el único asistente que necesita la señora Judd! ¡Olvídate de ser su novio! —¡Pensar que a tu edad ya estás planeando convertirte en un mantenido y seducir a mujeres ricas! —exclamó Ethan mientras me jalaba del cabello y derramaba agua hirviendo sobre mi cara—. ¡Te voy a dar una lección en nombre de tus padres! Lo único que pude hacer fue acurrucarme en el suelo, hecho bolita. Con torpeza, usé mi cuerpo para proteger el sobre de documentos. Mis acciones enfurecieron a Ethan a más no poder. Me arrebató el archivo y lo hizo pedazos frente a toda la empresa. —¡Señora Judd, no cabe duda de que su nuevo asistente es un atrevido por intentar seducirla! —le dijo a Celeste en tono adulador—. ¡No se preocupe, porque ya le di una lección!

My world shattered when I discovered my husband Ryan's infidelity with my best friend. The pain and betrayal I felt were suffocating. Our five-year marriage, once a fairy tale, had been a facade. Behind closed doors, Ryan's charming smile hid a web of deceit and infidelity. I was blindsided, left to pick up the pieces of my broken heart. That's when Ethan, Ryan's billionaire brother, entered my life. His piercing eyes and charming smile made me feel safe, like I could trust him with my deepest secrets. Ethan was everything Ryan wasn't - honest, loyal, and true.

On the night of our eighth anniversary, I cooked everything Ethan loved. He didn't come home. I sat alone at the table until the food went cold. Then I did what I always did. I opened Selene's profile on the pack network. New post. One hour ago. A photo of Ethan, shirtless, building a fire in her den. Her hand on his shoulder. Her face turned toward the camera with a smile that showed too many teeth. The caption read: Grateful for old friends who drop everything when you need them. Even their marking anniversaries. I stared at it until my eyes burned. Then I liked it. Filed the bond-dissolution request. And started packing the trunk I'd kept ready for months. Ethan didn't believe it when he found out. "She's throwing a fit," I heard he told his packmates. "Give her three days." "I'll crook my finger and she'll come running back." "She always does." What he didn't understand was why I always came back. It was because I loved him. That was gone now.

To save his childhood sweetheart suffering from a congenital heart condition, my mate Ethan—the storm pack’s Alpha—forced me to remove my heart to be given to his beloved. "Don't worry, you are the rarest white wolf with the strongest healing ability. I have prepared an artificial heart for you, and you will be fine." Ethan said. I tried to explain to my mate Ethan that my healing ability has become very poor in the past year, so that transplanting my heart would kill me. My mate snarled at me with disgust, "Selene is so gravely ill, and here you are, jealous and fighting for attention! She saved my life when I was suffering from silver poisoning a year ago! You won't die anyway, so why can't you help her?" Under the mandatory order of my mate, I was sent to the pack healer for the heart transplant. He didn’t know that I was the one who had exchanged my rare white wolf's healing ability with a witch to save him from silver poisoning. In the end, with my healing abilities gone, I died miserably in a forgotten corner of the empty healer's cabin.

A hell-recycle world within the modern world, designed for death or near-death individuals. With the greenhouse effect resulting in instability in hell, access to hell becomes restricted, and the game keeps the new souls busy while offering them a second chance to return to their lives before death, depending on their performance. A six-digit cash prize is awarded to the winning participants, with rewards ranging from reversed choices and time manipulation to wealth and more. The 100 Doors Challenge System was designed purposely for this world, to keep the growing audience (already existing souls) entertained. Chosen participants must die beautifully at each door. The fancier and more tragic the death, the higher the views. The story alternates between real-world broadcast control rooms, digital death arenas, and fragmented dreamlike worlds designed from Author Willa’s traumas, fears, and regrets and those of the participating ghosts. 100 Doors: Die Fabulously for the Audience. This story contains graphic adult themes, including explicit sexual content, psychological tension, dark humour, trauma, and scenes of coercion and moral ambiguity. It explores mature, disturbing, and emotionally intense situations within a fantasy-system setting. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Veronica Tapas just moved into the city, young and full of hope. She wants to study Graphic design at the NYU. She had help from her father financially but she didn't want to rely on him to much, so she need a job. On her first day she walked through the Washington Square park enjoying the view and looking at her collage. Finally! She managed to get herself an interview in an Trading company. Her father is a broker himself so she learned a lot from him and she is good with mathematics and electronics and it's an Assistance job , so what could possibly go wrong? ..... If she only knew ... ..... Rapha La' Rossa is his father's likeness through and through. Not even the looks but also the cold heart. Well known in the underworld as one of the biggest and strongest Mafia clans. But above Raphael Rossa is just an Billion Dollar CEO. .... Somehow Veronica accomplished to anger the CEO to a point where he let's his inner self out. A mistake makes her the prisoner of an Mafia Prinz . He has her body but she captured his soul.