Forget It Marge Its Chinatown

You thought your werewolf boyfriend accepted you—his human mate. But he secretly got engaged to Alpha Thorne’s stepsister. Heartbroken, you drown your pain in a bar. “Just one night. I’ll make you forget that cheater.” So you spend a wild night with a handsome stranger— Only to discover the hottie’s Alpha Thorne himself, your ex’s brother-in-law!

Love is unpredictable, and often comes when we least expect it. Love can be felt for any number of reasons, and it’s those unexpected qualities that make someone stand out from the crowd. But what if that someone can’t be your mate, and loving her is against the rule? Would you still go for her and follow the whisper of your heart, or forget her and embrace your responsibility?

Alex tries to forget his memories... the memories that's keeping him living under the mask. The emotions that he's always avoiding, the pain that have caused his heart to be cold. Forgetting someone is not easy, their existence is precious. How can Alex live peacefully, knowing that his heart was still in the past. Can the present change his cold hearted heart? Or it will chained to the past forever?

She died fat, broken, and unloved, but she came back ready to burn it all down. Catherine Vale has one memory seared into her soul from her past life: the feeling of her mother-in-law's hands draining the life from her body while her new husband pretended not to hear her screams. Reborn on her wedding day, Catherine knows that marrying Anderson Vale means death. So she does the unthinkable, she runs from the altar in her wedding dress and boards the honeymoon jet alone. Her destination is Las Vegas and her plan is to get drunk and forget everything. What she gets instead is waking up married to Davis McFanger, the most powerful hybrid alive and her runaway groom's father. Davis doesn't believe in coincidences, and he's convinced Catherine is another trap sent by his manipulative ex-wife to destroy him. But the mating bond doesn't lie, and neither does the heat that forces them together night after night, even when he can barely look at her come morning. Catherine is hiding secrets even she doesn't understand. The pills she's been taking for seven years to keep her stable might be poison designed to suppress her powers. Her so-called mental illness might be a lie fed to her by the same people who killed her and the power trying to claw its way out of her skin, burning her from the inside out might be exactly what they murdered her to steal. As her phoenix abilities violently awaken, Catherine faces an impossible choice: trust the cold, ruthless man who claims her desperately in the dark but refuses to acknowledge her in the light, or face her killers alone and risk dying a third time.

He shouldn’t have imagined her lying naked on his bed. She shouldn’t have imagined his devilishly handsome face between her legs. But it was too late. Kiara began noticing Ethan's washboard abs when he hopped out of the pool, dripping wet after swim practice. Ethan began gazing at Kiara’s golden skin in a bikini as a grown woman instead of the girl next door he grew up with. That kiss should have never happened. It was just one moment in a lifetime of moments, but they both felt its power. They knew the thrumming in their veins and desperation in their bodies might give them all they ever wanted or ruin everything if they followed it. Kiara and Ethan knew they should have never kissed. But it's too late to take that choice back, so they have a new one to make. Fall for each other and risk their friendship or try to forget one little kiss that might change everything. PREVIEW: “If you don’t want to kiss me then... let’s swim.” “Yeah, sure.” “Naked.” “What?” “I always wanted to try skinny dipping. And I really want to get out of these clothes.” “What if someone catches you... me, both?” “We will be in the pool, Ethan. And no one can see us from the living room.” I smirked when I said, “Unless you want to watch me while I swim, you can stay here.” His eyes darkened, and he looked away, probably thinking the same when I noticed red blush creeping up his neck and making his ears and cheeks flush. Cute. “Come on, Ethan. Don’t be a chicken...” “Fine.” His voice was rough when he said, “Remove that sweater first.”

“I now pronounce you as a husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!” The priest announced and I froze. I knew I was cursed the moment this blood oath was taken which bound me to hell, the hell of this Sinner. My eyelids raised to see the ugly creation of god. My husband! Vladimir Sokolov! His rugged face carved with uncountable ugly marks stung my slow beating heart. His hazel green eyes held a satisfied dark shadow as He pulled me close, raised my chin and whispered coldly, “From this very moment, you share the crown of Bratva’s pakhan. Prepare yourself to bear its weight, Babochka. Because I own your existence now!” He slammed his cold lips on my trembling ones, punishing me with a brutal kiss. Tears pricked my eyes with disgust but I tolerated his touch for the sake of my family. My eyes followed the part of the audience, Russians, who burst into cheers while the other party, Italians, looked at me with remorse and pitiful gazes. Oh yes, how could I forget I was the sacrificed lamb thrusted into hell to get scorched for a lifetime. But No. I still had the last hope to save myself from this cursed fate, this cursed marriage. ………….. Born in a sin will definitely be called the Sinner. Without morality and mercy, Vladimir Sokolov the Bratva’s Pakhan ruled the city with an iron fist. Due to the influence of some political parties He had to marry the Daughter from La Camorra. Rose Barbieri! Marry her, have his heir and wear the title of family man, that's what He planned to do but what He didn’t imagine was that his innocent, submissive wife was someone who would burn the flames of his hell into ashes one day.

With great power comes great responsibility, this a famous saying that attached a sudden hold of power attainment or at least having it with you own effort without anyone's help . but society needs the stigmatization of righteousness and its every elements that are compose of it, to merge this righteous system with its values and costumes that are commonly agreed open by its society,in a way or another our protagonist was living a fringe life, but with the sudden possession of power, he refused to live a mediocre life under the disguise of a hero , he think if the word doesn't give a damn when he is down than let the word be damned, there no real relationship nor real peoples, every thing is based in benefits . so better the world yeald between my claws and become my own playground or get destroyed under my infinite rage”.

Love and hate turned out to be just words. That year, because she needed a large amount of money to repay the debt, Helen agreed to a fake marriage with Basil for 90 days, but before the end, she embraced the pain and hatred and left. Three years later, when they meet again, can Basil’s love make Helen forget that year’s hatred and join hands with him to walk to happiness?

Meredith was in love with Parker all her life but Matt came to her life unexpectedly. He was nothing like Parker. While Parker was perfect and calm Matt was passionate and wild. How can our poor Meredith handle Matt who was still her husband while she was engaged to Parker? Will Meredith and Matt ever be able to forget their painful past? Or will Meredith choose Parker to bury her feelings for Matt?

A fragile human scientist arrives on the dying world of Zephyria holding the secret to its survival—or its destruction. Dr. Lirian Voss ignites a forbidden desire in Crown Prince Vaelor Thalor, the tribrid heir who has never wanted a male. As the planet’s Aether core fades, an ancient prophecy marks the outsider as savior while a ruthless rival empire hunts the throne. What begins as denial spirals into obsessive passion, unbreakable spiritual bonds, and a love that could either save the world or shatter it forever.