Every Weekend

He wasn’t supposed to be anything more than a favor. A protector. A shadow while my father was gone. But now he’s everything I shouldn’t want—and the only thing I can’t stop craving. My father’s a powerful man—military, respected, constantly away. After the divorce, it was just me. No mother. No softness. Just silence and an empty house that echoed louder with every year. Then came Roman Cross. My dad’s best friend. His war brother. Older. Stricter. And always watching. He moved into the guesthouse when I turned eighteen, “just to keep an eye on things,” he said. A promise made man-to-man, sealed with loyalty. But Roman doesn’t treat me like a child. Not anymore. Not since the night I saw what he really is—what he really wants. He runs something dark behind closed doors. A secret club, built on control and submission. And once I got too curious, there was no going back. Now every look is a warning. Every touch, a mistake. Every whispered good girl... a promise. My father thinks I’m safe. But I fell in love with the one man he trusted to protect me. “Guardian of Ruin” is a dark, forbidden romance full of secrets, age-gap tension, and the dangerous kind of love that can never stay hidden.

Skye Parker thought leaving Leo Westcott behind in college would spare her heart, but life has a cruel sense of timing. She’s just been fired from her struggling startup—only to realize the man who broke her is now the one controlling her career. Worse, he lives next door. Every hallway encounter, every shared glance, every accidental touch ignites the past she tried to forget. Can she trust him when betrayal seems to lurk in every corner, from former friends to rival companies—and even Leo himself? She’s forced to confront not just her feelings, but her self-worth, her career, and her ability to choose herself over the man who still has her heart. Leo, the polished billionaire with secrets of his own, must learn that power can’t replace vulnerability, and that protecting someone sometimes means letting them go. Secrets, seduction, and sabotage threaten to destroy them both—but will love survive the mess they’ve made of each other’s lives? Get ready for a story of passion, ambition, and heartbreak that won’t let go until the very last page.

Cassian shattered her after one reckless night, leaving only memories and the echo of his touch. Now he wants her back into his world, to wear his name, and fight a war beside him. Three months ago, Aria Ravenwood walked in with pastries and dreams. She left with a broken heart, after finding the man she loved in bed with someone else, and not even with a woman. One betrayal. One party. One spiked drink that dragged her into the darkest night of her life… and into the arms of the cold, commanding and addictive Cassian Wolfe. They shared a single night; reckless, raw, unforgettable. By morning, he was gone. Now he’s back. Not with apologies, but a contract. One year. One marriage. No love. No lies. Only vengeance wrapped in silk and whispered promises. Aria says yes not for love, but for power. To reclaim what was stolen. To burn every bridge and make them all regret ever crossing her. But Cassian Wolfe isn’t just a weapon… he’s a storm. And every kiss, every touch, every look threatens to turn revenge into surrender. Because the real game isn’t survival. It’s learning how to win… When your heart is the first thing you’re willing to sacrifice.

I hate him! I hate him with every fiber of my being but dear me, the things he could do with his … __________________ When the Luna of the most powerful pack is killed, Eliana and her sorceress mother are accused of the murder and in retaliation, they are killed by the Alpha of the pack himself. Reborn again as Alena, a werewolf and the daughter of the Beta of the same pack. Eliana has nothing but hatred for every member of the pack and she swears to rain on everyone involved, especially Alpha Damon. But when two vengeful beings clash, the chemistry is instant, the burn ferocious at every touch sending heat down their spines. Eliana must fight against herself and her dangerous attraction for her greatest enemy when she realizes her obscene desires for him, and the hunger to have him do all of the most sinful acts her treacherous mind is able to conjure up.

I kept it hidden from the entire Moonshadow Pack — the private mate contract I signed with Darren, the current Alpha. Every time he rushed off to spend the heat season with his Omega childhood sweetheart, the wolf inside me howled in agony, tearing itself apart. Every time, he would whisper his empty promises, "Once she's stable, we'll hold the Luna crowning ceremony." For three years, he made that promise ninety-nine times — and skipped the ceremony ninety-nine times. The first time, her wolf died unexpectedly, and he claimed the Moon Goddess had forbidden the ceremony. The second time, her heat struck suddenly, and he abandoned me, throwing himself into her bed. After that, every time there was supposed to be a ceremony, something happened to her — and somehow, he was always right there by her side. Every time, I broke down, screaming, drowning in heartbreak. However, he always looked down on me, his voice calm, detached: "She's just a temporary mate for physical needs. You should understand." After the ninety-ninth broken promise, the wolf inside me finally went silent. I placed a "Mate Contract Termination Application" on his desk. "From now on, in the eyes of the Moon Goddess, I'm no longer yours in any way."

"Tell me you don’t feel the same way," Xavier murmured, his dark eyes locked on mine. "Tell me you don’t feel your heart racing every time you see me. Tell me you don’t think about me for hours, imagining things… imagining me touching you. Tell me you don’t feel jealous when you see me with another girl who isn’t you." He stepped closer, his lips curling into that infuriating smirk. "Tell me, Princess," he whispered. My throat went dry. My words stuttered. "I… I don’t feel anything for you," I barely managed. "You're such a terrible liar," he said, his grin darkening. ••• Everything changed the night my father died. Six months later, my mother’s whirlwind engagement brought me here — to his mansion, to his world, to him. Xavier Knight: arrogant, reckless and rebellious. The one person I shouldn’t want. The one person I can’t stop noticing. He’s not supposed to be mine. I’m not supposed to want him. And yet… every glance, every word, every heartbeat pulls me closer to danger.

I wasn’t meant to survive. My sister killed me, and I should have stayed dead. Instead, I woke in Lenore, a nightmare kingdom built on blood and lies. Here, monsters wear human faces, and Hunters like me are forced into a system that counts every kill and punishes every weakness. They gave me a body that isn’t mine. A name that isn’t mine. A life I never chose. And now I can’t run. I can’t escape. I can only fight… and hunger. Because it isn’t just the monsters that consume me. It’s the men who circle too close. One forged from shadows, dangerous in his silence, the kind of man whose restraint makes me want to shatter it. The other drips temptation like poison, every word a sin, every touch a fire I shouldn’t survive, and yet I reach for him anyway. I shouldn’t need them. I shouldn’t crave them. But I do. God, I do. And while I’m torn between danger and desire, Lenore itself is tearing apart. The Houses want me erased. The monsters want my blood. And the truth of who I really am will destroy everything.

I could kill every wolf in my pack with what I grow in my greenhouse. That’s the only reason they let me live. No wolf. No rank. Just a healer’s hands that can save a life or stop one. Then the Alpha dies. And his son comes to claim the pack. Tarn. Scarred. Cold. Brutal. The blood heir of the man who murdered my mother. He walks past every ranked she-wolf in the territory. He points at me. “That one.” I can’t refuse a blood claim. But I can use it. He needs a healer because something is killing him from the inside. I need answers because his father destroyed my family and I’ve spent five years starving for the truth. Every time I heal him, the bond between us deepens. Every time it deepens, I hate him a little less. That’s the most dangerous part. His enforcer watches me like he’s waiting for something I haven’t figured out yet. The son of my mother’s killer. The man whose touch makes my greenhouse bloom in winter. The Alpha I was never supposed to want. I told myself I’d let him die. I told myself a lot of things.

Disclaimer: Mature Audience Only! This book is specifically designed to be viewed by adults and therefore may be unsuitable for children under 18. This book may contain one or more of the following: crude indecent language, explicit sexual activity. “When passion takes control, nothing stays innocent.” Some cravings are too sinful to confess, too dangerous to speak aloud. '𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒' which are whispered in the dark, written between trembling thighs, and etched in the silence after desire has burned through reason. Every fantasy in these pages is a secret you shouldn’t want, yet can’t resist. Every character is temptation draped in silk and sin. Every ending leaves you aching for just one more taste. There are desires you bury deep, the kind that scorch your soul with shame and hunger in equal measure. But sins don’t stay silent forever, they claw their way out, whispered in the dark, confessed with trembling lips, and written in the heat between forbidden bodies. 'Forbidden Romance Tales' dives straight into those steamy, secret affair where every touch and glance is electrified with forbidden desire. It's all about indulging in those hidden cravings with no boundaries, where pleasure knows no limits and desire is the only rule. When desire takes over, can love truly follow?

“That’s it, Little girl,” he groaned, holding me steady as I trembled. “Take all of me. Every fucking inch.” My brother-in-law had me spread on his office desk, fucking me like he hated me. Pouring all that rage from his fight with my sister into his brutal, relentless thrusts. And this is exactly how I need Dominic Ashcroft. Furious, ruthless, and completely out of control. *** Some sins are too delicious to resist. At twenty-one, Seraphina knows she’s going straight to hell. Her crime? Seducing Dominic Ashcroft—her sister’s husband. The magnetic, silver-haired billionaire who’s twice her age and completely off-limits. While Elena fights breast cancer, Seraphina and Dominic are fighting an attraction that’s burning them both alive. Every stolen glance. Every forbidden touch. Every moment they pretend they can resist each other. Dominic tells himself he’s a good man. A faithful husband. But late at night, it’s not his wife he’s thinking about—it’s the temptation sleeping next door. Seraphina doesn’t pretend to be good. She knows exactly what she wants: the one man she can never have.