Flame Of Passion

Kyra should have died the night her world was reduced to ash. Born into a powerful bloodline of fire witches, she watched her family fall—slaughtered by a king terrified of their magic. Scarred by flames and driven by vengeance, she returns to the kingdom years later, disguised beneath another face and hiding in plain sight as a palace servant. Her mission is simple: learn the king’s secrets and, when the time is right, strike. But fate has other plans. Prince Lucian is nothing like his father--- the king. Cursed as a werewolf, he has hidden his dark secret from the royal court for years. The only cure? A witch’s blood—Kyra’s blood. When Lucian meets Kyra, an unexpected bond ignites between them. He should be her greatest enemy, yet fate twists their paths together. For beneath her servant’s disguise, Kyra is no ordinary girl—she is the last of a fire-witch bloodline, bent on avenging her family by killing the king. When Lucian discovers her secret and her deadly mission, he doesn’t condemn her. Instead, he offers to help her, driven by his hatred for his father… and his growing love for her. But as their alliance deepens, a devastating truth emerges: the only way to end Lucian’s curse is through sacrifice—Kyra’s life or his own. Now, Kyra must face an impossible choice: save herself… or the man she loves.

Hybrid: Claimed by the Alphas Lyra thought she was just an ordinary human—until the day everything changed. A sudden headache, a glimpse of a forgotten past, and an undeniable pull toward the two mysterious new boys at school. Ash and Aiden, twin werewolf Alphas, instantly recognize her as their mate, but there’s just one problem—Lyra doesn’t even know she’s a supernatural being. As she slowly uncovers the truth about her identity, she learns she’s more than just a werewolf. She’s a hybrid—half-wolf, half-demon—born of a forbidden love that put her life in danger from the moment she was born. But she’s not the only one who wants to discover her true potential. In the shadows, her ruthless uncle, Korvain, is hunting for her, determined to steal her power and crown himself the Demon King. With enemies lurking at every corner and a dangerous love triangle brewing, Lyra must choose—embrace the destiny that binds her to the twins, or risk losing herself to the darkness that calls to her blood. One girl. Two Alphas. An unstoppable bond. And a power that could change the supernatural world forever.

The city of kerkstraat was once very peaceful, a place were humans, vampires and werewolves coexisted peacefully, then the grand elder of the vampires; Lanthe became greedy. The whole city was then rampage by vampires, half of the population of humans race were turned into blood sucking beast, only the true Alpha and his mate will stop him.

One reckless night was never supposed to change her life forever. Amara never imagined her worst day would lead her into the arms of a complete stranger. After losing her job, a night at the club ends in the bed of a dangerously irresistible man—who turns out to be Lucian Draxen: arrogant, ruthless, and the billionaire every woman in the city dreams about. When an unexpected pregnancy ties them together, Amara is forced to confront him again. Desperate and out of options, she agrees to his cold-hearted contract: work as his maid until their child turns five, then disappear forever, leaving him with full custody. The deal offers her baby financial security—but at the cost of her freedom, and maybe even her heart. Can she survive living under his roof without surrendering to the dangerous pull between them? Or will their bargain destroy them both? Find out in The Billionaire’s One-Night Stand — a story of passion, betrayal, and the dangerous line between love and ruin.

Sylvie s'est installée à nouveau au siège passager de la voiture de Lucien. Je n'en étais ni énervée ni protestée. J'ai simplement ouvert la portière arrière et me suis installée à côté de Dimitri, cousin de Lucien. Lorsque la voiture secouait, mon genou a effleuré sa cuisse ferme et tendue. J'ai délibérément choisi de ne pas me déplacer, et lui non plus. Nous avons fait une pause à une station-service. Sylvie a insisté pour que Lucien l'accompagne aux toilettes. Quand la porte de la voiture s'est refermée derrière eux, Dimitri a saisi ma nuque et m'a embrassée. Perdue dans ce baiser, je n'ai pas pu m'empêcher de penser : il est vrai que la trahison peut déclencher une sorte d'extase mentale indescriptible.

At 22, as the Santoro heiress, I'm choosing a husband out of the three Guerra brothers to honor the marriage pact between our families. I pass on Aurelio Guerra and choose the eldest brother, Cesare Guerra, the one with the burn scar on his face, leaving everyone in the Mafia reeling. Everyone knows I put aside my pride as a perfumer for Aurelio and shrank myself until I barely exist. For him, I even leaned on the Santoros' muscle to build his power base. In my last life, I married him, just like I'd always wanted. With the Santoros behind him, he became the youngest Don in the Mafia. After he was established, he hooked up with my stepsister, Maeve Santoro. Together, they stole the new perfume I created, "Reverie", locked me in the lab, and set the place ablaze, reducing me to ash. Now that I've been reborn, I decide to drag those two cheaters to hell myself. But then Aurelio comes back too, carrying the memories of our last life.

Frahnss Balucan is the only heir of Balucan Family. Bagaman ang kanyang buhay ay parang isang prinsesa, pakiramdam niya ay siya'y nasasakal sa sarili niyang tahanan. Kontrolado siya at pinipilit na gawin ang mga bagay na hindi niya gusto. Nais niyang umalis at makuha ang kalayaan pagkatapos niyang magtapos ng pag-aaral, ngunit dumating ang isang pagkakataon kung saan ipinasya ng kanyang pamilya na ipakasal siya sa tagapagmana ng Pamilyang Laveny. Ginamit niya ang kasal upang takasan ang lahat, maging ang kaniyang asawa. After 10 years, her husband named, Sheehan Louv Laveny reappeared and taking her back. "Finally....after fucking ten years..." he whispered as he roamed his eyes over my face. "So how are you..." his eyes are getting darker. "....my Long Lost Wife?"

I was the daughter of a crime boss in Flonio. Initially, I was supposed to reveal my identity during my wedding. But my elder brother told me that someone was targeting me and that I could not expose myself. My fiance also took this chance to take off my wedding gown and help my maid into it. My bodyguard then stole my family token. I trusted them deeply, but when the wedding ceremony started, I saw my maid with one arm around my fiance. Meanwhile, her other hand lingered between my brother’s and bodyguard’s sensitive spots on their bodies. In response to my suspicions, my maid laughed wickedly. Then, she instructed someone to break my limbs. They locked me up in the basement and forced me to watch as they got more and more intimate. In the end, they skinned me alive and broke my bones. Before I breathed my last, they left me to the beasts. When I recalled the misery of my previous life, I broke my maid’s ribs with a few punches. “You can have my fiance, but you don’t deserve my family token!”

En el año en que mi novio, Nelson Castro, estaba más a la miseria, sin un peso, lo dejé. Después, se convirtió en el gran boss de la mafia y puso a trabajar a medio mundo, con sus métodos más bajos, para obligarme a casarme con él. La gente cuchicheaba que yo era su primer amor, su obsesión, la mujer que de verdad le importaba. Pero luego, se paseaba con una mujer distinta cada noche, y yo terminé siendo el hazmerreír de todos. A pesar de la humillación, nunca hice un escándalo. Me encerraba en mi cuarto, en silencio, para no interferir con sus asuntos. Una noche, fuera de sí, Nelson me besó con furia y me preguntó casi en un susurro: —¿No tienes celos? Pero en realidad... lo que él no sabía era que yo estaba enferma. Él podía comprar al mundo entero con su dinero, usar la violencia, las amenazas y lo que fuera, podía forzar este matrimonio y acostarse cada noche con las mujeres que quisiera. Pero no tenía ni idea de que a mi vida solo le quedaban siete días.

Gina and I were just ordinary werewolves in the Silver Claw Pack. Our incomes were modest, but we married well. Her mate was the captain of the Silver Claw Pack patrol unit. Mine, the fire squad leader. They grew up together—childhood friends—and were the youngest golden duo in the Werewolf Alliance. On the day we married, our mates each bought us a luxury high-rise apartment on the top floor of the central castle, side by side, with the promise of sharing life and death together. That is, until that fateful night. Rogues broke into the central zone. Chaos reached even the upper levels of our building. The tower caught fire. Amidst the thick smoke, I sent a desperate mind-link to my mate. He blocked it. Turns out, both our mates were busy shielding their shared first love, Lifu. They ignored our calls for help. Gina dragged me as we ran. She was six months pregnant; her pup was already kicking from the panic. Her mate never showed up either. We made it to the stairwell, where we were trapped for five hours. Toxic fumes filled our lungs. I went into labor too early. My pup didn't make it. Gina bled for three days in the hospital. Her pup was gone too. Meanwhile, our mates were digging through the wreckage—twenty-four hours straight—searching for Lifu's lost dog. That was it. Right then and there, Gina and I looked at each other and knew. We were done.