Friendship Letters

Her name, they say, is Bliss. Silent, radiant, and obedient, she’s the perfect bride for enigmatic billionaire Damon Gibson. Yet Bliss clings to fleeting fragments of a life before the wedding: a dream of red silk, a woman who mirrors her face, a voice whispering warnings in the shadows. Her past is a locked door, and Damon holds the key. When Bliss stumbles into a hidden wing of his sprawling mansion, she finds a room filled with relics of another woman. Photos, perfume, love letters, and a locket engraved with two names reveal a haunting truth. That woman, Ivana, was more than a stranger. She was identical to Bliss. As buried memories surface, the fairy tale Bliss believed in fractures into a web of obsession, deception, and danger. Damon’s charm hides secrets, and the love she thought she knew feels like a gilded cage. To survive, Bliss must unravel the mystery of who she was and what ties her to Ivana. In a world where love can be a trap and truth a weapon, remembering the bride she used to be is her only way out.

Three dominant men. One forbidden fantasy. And a wife caught between loyalty, lust, and love. Myla thought her marriage was perfect until a tragic accident left her husband in a wheelchair and impotent. Now Hayden becomes cold and riddled with insecurities, and their once passionate marriage is nothing but a memory. But everything changes when Myla catches Hayden’s lifelong best friends—men she has always been insanely attracted to—in an intimate act by the pool; now she is torn between guilt and burning need. Soon she learns the truth: her husband used to share more than just friendship with them. And now, he wants to share her, too. Guided by Hayden, seduced by Beck, and claimed by Jared, Myla is pulled into a world of raw passion, whispered commands, blindfolded pleasure, and slow, aching surrender. But forbidden passion has a price. Can their unconventional love survive when trust is tested, guilt and hidden insecurities eat at the mind, and an obsessed stalker threatening to destroy what they have is lurking in the shadows?

"Stop fucking saying shit. Just shut your whore mouth and take it," I snapped at her, frantically humping away at her cunt, anxiously waiting to stop feeling like fucking her was life and death. Get away from her. So weak. But so damn good. The compulsion to keep going was devastating. "Can't. Fucking. Breathe," she struggled to say, completely winded and defenseless against my cock ripping her in half. "Harder," she screamed a moment later anyway. ### Olivia Hunter is billionaire tycoon Will Hunter's sister AKA the life of any party. She thinks stoic Harmon Chancellor, new COO of Hunter Industries, is the sexiest man alive. They flirt, he's protected and taken care of her for ten years, but Harmon is always clear. She is Will's baby sister. He is never fucking her. After a break up with his one year girlfriend, they get wasted and naked together. Harmon says it was a mistake. Olivia doesn't believe in mistakes. Harmon plans to flee in an attempt to savage their friendship, leaving her behind for a business trip. He is to single-handedly manage Cupid’s Cove, Will's private island that hosts one hundred elite and famous guests annually. At the last second, Olivia asks to tag along. In one night Olivia went from having an innocent crush to territorial. Obsessed. Unhinged. With his new job and his friendship with both Hunters on the line, Harmon can't afford to let the spoiled princess have her way. They don't really know him. It is just a matter of time before his past comes knocking. He's not safe for her. The apple of his eye. Practically his baby sister too. How does he stop her from tagging along without telling his best friend he fucked her? She falls first... He falls harder.