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“Kiss me, Summer.” I widened my eyes as his lips brushed mine, igniting a fire that threatened to consume me. ‘Had’ he gone crazy? This was all a… stunt. A ruse to make my ex back off. “W-Why?” “Because Alessandro is here,” he leaned closer, his eyes locked on mine while he breathed his words on my face. “And I want him to see that you’re mine… All mine.” * Being the ‘unwanted spinster’ for three years after an awful incident, Summer Foster is being used as a pawn in politics and family feud. When the mafia heir, and fiancé-to-be cheated on her with her cousin, Summer hatched a plan— propose a fake marriage with her childhood rival and business competitor, Maximilian Brampton. What started as a stunt, grew into something uncontrollable and passionate. But— family wars, business disputes, and old secrets are resurfaced. Loyalty and passion are intertwined. Even the incident from three years ago threatened to disrupt everything perfect.

Nevilla seharusnya tidak pernah mendambakan Adero untuk menjadi kekasihnya. Berpaling dari Aron hanya untuk mendapatkan posisi paling menguntungkan di perusahaan, nyatanya membawa ia pada kejadian 6 tahun yang lalu. Ketika hubungannya dengan Adero semakin dekat, ia tidak punya cukup waktu untuk menyesali apalagi berlari. Sebab, ia kini harus menghadapi pria berbahaya yang mungkin saja bisa menghancurkan hidupnya.

Luciana Moretti was raised to honor her family, even when it breaks her. She was meant to marry Adrian Orlov—the gentle heir who became her safe place. Then the accident stole him. With the Valerios threatening the Las Vegas port, Adrian’s father, Don Lorenzo Orlov, refuses to let the alliance die. His new demand is ruthless: Luci will marry Roman Orlov, Adrian’s younger brother and the reluctant heir now forced into his place. Duty binds them, grief fuels them, and something dangerous sparks between them until evidence surfaces claiming Roman caused Adrian’s death. When the truth emerges, it will either bind them tighter than blood… or burn their world to ash.

Love and revenge don't mix well in the dark streets of Milan. When Daisy Fontana stepped into her engagement party at the Marino mansion, she thought she had it all. A handsome fiancé from one of Milan's most powerful families, a bright future ahead, and a perfect life far from her father's reach. But that dream shattered in a single night when her sister Sofia exposed her family's little secret... she wasn’t really a Fontana at all. Daisy was humiliated and cast aside by her fiancé Antonio, so she came up with what she thought was the perfect revenge. She'd get close to Antonio’s father, the feared Don Vincenzo Marino, by becoming his assistant. In her mind, it was simple: make Antonio jealous by becoming important to his father's empire. Then hopefully that would make him realise he made a mistake by letting her go. But what Daisy didn't know was that Vincenzo had watched her for a while, hoping for a chance. While she plotted her little revenge against the son, she had no idea she was walking straight into the arms of a man who had craved her for a while. She was supposed to get back at the son, but didn't expect she'd be falling for the father.

“This time”, he said quietly “you won’t walk away untouched.” He walked away. Two years after her father is convicted of murdering Holly Voss, Keira Reed arrives at Blackthorn University on a scholarship, hoping for a chance at a normal life. Instead, she is forced to confront the past she tried to escape when she comes face to face with Adrian Voss, the son of the woman her father was accused of killing. As Keira struggles to navigate a world dominated by wealth and legacy, she begins receiving anonymous messages from a source known only as Judas. The information she receives suggests that her father may have been framed, and that the truth behind the murder was deliberately hidden. Her search for answers leads her into a web of buried secrets tied to powerful families and a secret society that operates from the shadows. The deeper she investigates, the more she realizes that the case against her father was only part of something much larger. Caught between suspicion, danger, and a growing connection with Adrian, Keira must decide how far she is willing to go to uncover the truth. Because at Blackthorn, power protects its own. And some secrets were never meant to be exposed.

Elena Woods was the "disgrace" of the Blackwood Pack—a Beta’s daughter who failed to shift, making her the laughingstock of her peers. On her eighteenth birthday, fate dealt a cruel hand: her fated mate was none other than the future Alpha, Killian Vance. But instead of a claim, Elena received a death sentence. To preserve the "strength" of his lineage, Killian publicly rejected her and chose her cruel, high-ranking sister, Sarah, as his Luna. Exiled into the rogue-infested wild to die, Elena’s heartbreak triggers an ancient, dormant power. She isn't a wolf—she is the first White Lycan in a millennium, a creature of myth with power that dwarfs any Alpha. Five years later, the Blackwood Pack is on the brink of collapse, cursed by a mysterious illness. Their only hope is the "Silver Doctor," a legendary and wealthy healer who hides her face behind a mask. Killian, now a cold and broken Alpha whose wolf is rotting from the rejection, travels to the city to beg for her help. He expects a savior. He finds the woman he destroyed. But Elena has a secret even more powerful than her shift: three silver-eyed triplets who bear the Alpha’s mark. Killian is desperate for a second chance, but Elena is no longer a girl looking for a mate—she is a Queen looking for a reckoning.

Maya Brooks never meant to send her résumé to a billionaire CEO. But when Cole Reign actually replies, she finds herself stepping into a world of luxury, power, and chaos she’s completely unprepared for. Thirty days as his personal assistant will test her patience, her courage… and her heart.

The night my father collapsed, I learned some men negotiate with money… but Noah Thorne negotiates with lives. I never planned to marry a billionaire CEO, especially not the man my father owed $50,000 to. But when the hospital demanded an $80,000 deposit before surgery, life made the choice for me. While my mother sobbed in a cold hallway, Noah’s bodyguard arrived with an offer, an arranged marriage, a contract marriage that would clear the debt and cover every medical bill. When I confronted Noah, he presented the terms without cruelty: one year, no intimacy, public appearances only, and freedom after. He believed he was offering mercy but I felt like beautifully packaged captivity. Desperation crushed pride, and I signed. Our “marriage” was a seven-minute formality, no vows, no meaning. Moving into his penthouse was like stepping into a museum built to contain silence. Publicly, we were the perfect romance. Privately, we were strangers navigating a fragile arrangement thick with unspoken tension. Complications followed us: Noah’s elegant, smug ex who treated me like a placeholder, and my own ex-boyfriend, whose sudden reappearance triggered jealousy in Noah he couldn’t hide. Arguments, silences, and late-night moments softened something between us. Slowly, painfully, the man behind the empire emerged, the lonely boy shaped by loss, abandonment, and guarded walls. We began to care. We tried to deny it. Feelings weren’t in the contract but feelings don’t read contracts. Near the end of the year, Noah pulled away. I thought he wanted freedom. He signed the release papers with steady hands and a breaking heart. I was almost gone when he whispered the truth: “Please don’t go.” We tore up the contract. A year later, we married again, this time for love, not survival. This time, I chose him

De la nada, mi novia me soltó que se había hecho un retoque íntimo y que también se había tatuado. Con las mejillas ardiendo, me juró que lo había hecho solo para que yo disfrutara más. Al día siguiente, preparé un caldito casero y fui a su oficina para darle una sorpresa, pero el golpe me lo llevé yo: estaba ahí, muy acaramelada en brazos de Lucas, mi mejor amigo. Lucas le recorría la cintura con la mano y decía con voz ronca: —Qué sumisa me saliste. Te pedí el tatuaje y el retoque y fuiste corriendo a hacértelo. Mi tonto amigo cree que fue para él... ¡qué idiota! Si supiera que te vas a casar conmigo, se caería muerto ahí mismo. Su voz se tornó gélida al responder: —Lo nuestro es solo un matrimonio por conveniencia. Te lo advierto: ni se te ocurra que Marcos se entere de esto, ¿me oyes? Lucas soltó una risita cínica mientras recorría su cuerpo con la mano, bajándola lentamente. —Tranquila, preciosa. Mientras me tengas bien contento, no le buscaré broncas a ese pobre diablo. Detrás de la puerta, sentí cómo se me congelaba la sangre. Apreté el celular con rabia, mientras las palabras de mi jefe sobre la opción de un traslado me daban vueltas en la cabeza. Sin dudarlo más, le envié un mensaje: "Jefe, acepto el puesto. Solicito mi traslado a la sede de Marla para dentro de tres días."

Chosen as one of the Alpha's breeders. Freya is treated unfairly by both the Alpha and her fellow breeders. She's accused of committing different crimes and does not go unpunished. She spends a night with the Alpha and he does not seem to want to let her go after that night. This leaves her vulnerable to a lot of enemies who would stop at nothing to make her utterly miserable. How would Freya scale through and prove herself worthy of being a Luna? What happens when a deep dark secret is discovered?