Game Of Choice

One life for another. That is the rule of the Aftergame. Lena was a ghostwriter who lived in the shadows—until a devastating betrayal by her sister pushed her into the path of a speeding truck. She expected the void. Instead, she woke up in a sadistic, system-driven purgatory where the dead must compete for a second chance at life. In this gore-soaked nightmare, survival has a name: Riven. A lethal player with eyes like cold flint, Riven breaks the game’s cardinal rule to save Lena, making them both targets of the system’s wrath. But as they reach the final level, the horrific truth unvails. Riven isn’t a player. He is the Executioner—a sentient program designed to mimic love, only to deliver the ultimate soul-crushing betrayal. But Riven has developed a terminal malfunction: he truly loves her. Now, Lena is back in the land of the living, but the world is starting to pixelate. To save her, the machine that was meant to kill her has built her a cage. And in the Aftergame, mercy is the most terrifying fate of all.

I fell in love with the maid's daughter. The maid bullied and controlled me.My family fortune was cheated out, and my parents died tragically. I couldn't accept it, so I jumped off a tower to kill myself.Unexpectedly, I was reborn to the day a year ago...

“Learned your lesson?” I nod, biting my bottom lip as he moves his hand further up. “Prove it.” As he squeezes my thigh, I lean back onto his shoulder, instinctively, having him turn his head to the side of mine. “I hate you!” I can feel his smirk against my skin as I sigh. “Tell me anyway.” I click my tongue, turning my head away from him. “I’m yours. And I should know that I’d land here.” *** Nerthus goes by many names. Hiding from an unpleasant past, she keeps her true identity a secret while working as an escort. As she covers an appointment with a mysterious new client for a sick colleague, she thinks it will be a one-night thing as he is known to never book an escort twice. Until he books her again. When her other clients start mysteriously canceling their appointments, she suddenly finds herself in a tricky, but quite alluring situation. She tries everything to resist his irresistible temptations that threaten getting her fingers burnt. But she risks it anyway. Will Nerthus realize her mistake too late? And will she be able to resist her forbidden desire for her mysterious new client? *** TW: explicit and foul language; frequent sex scenes; violence; SA ***

The day the Labarres declared bankruptcy, everyone assumed I would break off my engagement to Zach Labarre. In the middle of a torrential downpour, I abandoned my umbrella and helped the disheveled Zach into the car. "I'll give you ten million dollars. If you succeed, come back and marry me. If you fail, I'll marry you instead." Five years later, Zach returned, leading three publicly listed companies. In front of all the media, he announced, "Leah Chandler and I ended our engagement five years ago."

My daughter, Emma Blackwood, was sick. We were thirty thousand short of the treatment that could save her life. My husband, Nathan Blackwood, looked devastated, his face tight with guilt. "Honey, I'm sorry. This is my fault. I don't have the money to save our daughter." To pay for Emma's treatment, I worked four jobs daily, but during a restaurant shift, I saw Nathan rent the entire place to wine and dine another woman. With a bright smile, she poured him a drink. "Mr. Blackwood, you are generous. You spend tens of millions like it's nothing. You can have any woman you want, so why marry some broke, low-class woman?" Nathan slowly blew out a stream of smoke, his eyes full of contempt. "You wouldn't understand. Marrying a poor woman like that makes it fun. "Watching her humiliate herself over a little money, working herself to the bone. It's entertaining." My body went cold. I could barely breathe. So Nathan had been a wealthy heir all along, pretending to be poor and lying to me from the start. What he didn't know was this: I was the long-lost daughter of the richest family in the country. And with a single word from me, his entire world could be destroyed.

20 years ago, at only 18 years old, Korrine Prescott was set up to be disgraced and exiled from her Kingdom forcing her to become rogue. But, after a devastating tragedy that left her family's pack Alpha-less, The Moon Goddess has bestowed her highest blessing on the Werewolf Kingdoms - a new Female Alpha. Now, all grown up, evolved and fierce, Korrine has to return home to a Kingdom that she isn't welcome in, to run her family's pack as the new Female Alpha. Though she hasn't answered to anyone in decades, Korrine's return to her Kingdom may be her greatest challenge yet. However, it's a challenge she's willing to take on to compete in The Mating Game. Why? Because the winner gets the heart of the Alpha Prince, and she's willing to do just about anything to get a second chance with the Prince she lost twenty years ago when she was exiled.

The whole world got sucked into a survival horror game. While everyone else was grinding mobs and trying not to get wiped, the system bugged out and tagged me as an NPC. My role? Takeout girl. I cruised around on my busted scooter, dropping food at boss lairs. If my rating dipped under 9.0, I'd keel over instantly. I figured I was just some unlucky idiot skating on death's edge. Then a pack of dumb players tried to jack my ride. That's when the scariest bosses in the game roared at once: "Who the hell thinks they can touch my crew?!"

“I was kidnapped on my wedding day!” After she thought that she could escape her life back in Italy as the daughter of a powerful mafia Boss, she was happy to finally marry her high school sweetheart. However, before she could walk down the aisle, she was kidnapped and brought back to Italy, where she was forced to marry a dangerous Mexican mafia boss in an arranged marriage orchestrated by her father for his own selfish reasons. With no choice but to marry Salvador, a ruthless and sadistic Mexican mafia boss who was twice her age, Marcella finds herself in a desperate situation. On the night of their wedding, Salvador tries to get intimate, but Marcella refuses. In a fit of rage, he assaults her, forcing himself upon her. In an act of self-defense, Marcella ends up killing him. As the news of Marcella's killing of the mafia boss spread, she was forced to run for her life, with his gangs in hot pursuit. With nowhere to hide and a kill warrant issued for her in the entire mafia world, she ran into the arms of Antonio, a Russian mafia boss known as a Bratva. He offered to help and protect her, but only under the condition that she sign a contract to be his mistress. With the knowledge that her life was in danger after killing a powerful man, Marcella knew her options were limited. What does Antonio truly want from her? Will he bite? "You are mine now, Marcella. Daddy's Good Girl"

"Nah, not gonna happen. I don't want to skip work just because of that girl. She's not that important. I will not make her life easier by impregnating her that soon," I said. "Well, bro, it's your choice. Just don't let yourself be head over the heels for Stacey. That'll create a big issue!" Harry said. "That's cliché, man! Do you think I'll let that happen? I'm so busy torturing her physically and mentally. I won't have any more time to think about loving her. I also barely go home," I confidently said. -----. Stacey's life has always been difficult. She is constantly required to present herself in front of the lads in order to encourage them to offer her money or whatever in return for sex. In addition, there will be a fee for each touch to private parts. It's almost as if you had to pay to touch. Fortunately, she was able to flee this realm thanks to Cygnus, her love one. But because of Yul Matthew Servano, everything became blue, and her life became much more confusing than it was before. It was planned for her to marry him. Will they build affections for each other despite the fact that Yul is a womanizer and Stacey is a transitory relationship for guests?

BEING LOVED BY GREYSON WAS MY GOAL. Since the very beginning of our marriage, I wanted nothing more than to be the woman in his eyes. But instead... I was the woman in his shadow—watching as he went out with others and lived his own life. So when I realized Greyson never loved me, I decided to return the favor! But, of course, he wanted a second round.