Gideon Graves Scott Pilgrim

Matilda Monroe is stubborn and wild just like her dead abusive father. what she didn't know was her father had given their home as collateral for gambling money. Ruthless, bloodthirsty CEO Gideon Vale never lets go of a debt. but Matilda's fire ignites a fire inside of him. so he offers her a deal she has no choice but to accept; stay with him, be where he wants her, when he wants her, how he wants her, or lose everything. Matilda must decide whether she can play his game without losing herself, or surrender to the man who could either destroy her, or set her soul on fire.

Just one week into my new job, I was wrongfully accused of cooking the books, and it cost me five years behind bars. After that, my wife found out she was pregnant. She insisted on having the baby and promised to wait for me to come home. Out of gratitude, I threw myself into work after my release. I did everything I could to give them a good life. It was until one day, I overheard a conversation between my wife and our son. “Mom, don’t let Dad come out with us. It’s embarrassing! Why did you pin Mr. Scott’s crime on him back then?! And now, the girl next door keeps making fun of me, saying my dad’s a criminal!” My wife gently pulled our son close and comforted him, saying, “I promised Mr. Scott I’d help him. Your dad’s so naive. He’ll never find out.” It turned out that my supposed happy life was nothing but lies and betrayal!

I never imagined my life would come down to survival and surrender. The art center I’ve poured my heart into is drowning in debt, and I’m days away from losing everything. Then Nicholas Scott walks into my life—a billionaire with a gaze as sharp as his tailored suits and a proposition I can’t afford to refuse: one year as his wife in exchange for the money to save my dream. The deal is simple. No emotions. No entanglements. It's just a business transaction. But nothing about Nicholas is simple. His touch ignites a fire I can’t ignore, his presence feels like a storm I can’t outrun, and somewhere along the way, the lines between our arrangement and my heart begin to blur. I told myself I could walk away unscathed. I was wrong. Because now I’m carrying a secret he can never know. And when Nicholas Scott finds out, he won’t just want answers—he’ll want everything.

Six years ago, Elena Romano was the cherished daughter of one of the most powerful business families in New York. She had wealth, status, and the love of Killian Graves, the man who promised to stand by her forever. But everything changed the night her family was framed for embezzlement and murder, their empire burned to the ground. Betrayed, hunted, and left with nothing, Elena disappeared—presumed dead. Now, she’s back. Not as the naive heiress she once was, but as Raven Black, the mysterious self-made billionaire who built an empire from the ashes of her past. Ruthless, untouchable, and dangerous, she has only one goal: revenge. Her first target? Killian Graves—the man she once loved, and the man she believes destroyed her family. But Killian is not the same man she left behind. Cold, powerful, and feared by all, he rules the corporate world with an iron fist. When Elena crosses his path again, he sees right through her disguise. But instead of exposing her, he makes a shocking offer Forced into a high-stakes game of seduction and power, Elena plays along, waiting for the perfect moment to destroy him. But the closer she gets, the more she realizes—everything she believed was a lie. ⚠️ Killian didn’t betray her—someone else did. ⚠️ The real enemy has been hiding in the shadows all along. ⚠️ And the man she swore to ruin… never stopped loving her. As hidden secrets unravel and deadly enemies close in, Elena finds herself caught between vengeance and passion, lies and truth, love and hate. But when the past comes back to finish what it started, she must decide: Will she destroy Killian once and for all? Or will she risk everything… and let him own her completely?

On Valentine's Day, my husband Ethan Scott’s assistant, Taylor Winston, gifted me 360 used condoms. She leaned close to my ear and whispered that this was Ethan’s favorite brand. Then, in front of everyone, she teased, "Valentine's Day calls for some explosive fun. I hope you don't mind, Claire." Disgust churned in my stomach, and I couldn’t hold back—I vomited on the spot. Embarrassed that I had humiliated him, Ethan snapped, "It was just a joke. Why are you making such a big deal out of it?" Three months pregnant, I was so enraged that a patch of red stained my pants. I begged him to take me to the hospital. But Taylor chimed in, "It's just her physiological reaction." Furious, Ethan heartlessly locked me in the car. He spent three carefree days with Taylor before finally remembering me. But when he saw me again, the usually composed CEO of Scott Enterprise completely lost his mind.

“I’d have to have a heart first for it to be broken Mon Amie. I have none. The highest thing that can happen between us is sex, hot wild mind blowing sex. And then I’d get bored like I always do, and move on" Mary is a reporter sent by her boss to spy on the mysterious billionaire, Adonis Scott, in other to write an article about him. But as she tries to discover secrets about him, she finds herself falling deeply in love with him. The only problem is, he doesn't feel the same way. Adonis Scott is the man of every girl's dreams. Mysterious, rich, and a playboy. What everyone doesn't know is that he hides a dark past, a past that is slowly eating him up from within. What happens when a beautiful innocent girl makes it her life's goal to uncover his secrets? Does love finally win over hurt, and would Mary betray him to the papers in the end?

“Please give me another chance to fix my mistake. I regret everything I did. Let me back into your life, into Liam’s life.” “You broke up with me and asked me to abort Liam so you could go to London, right? So go and live in the world of wealth you chose over me and Liam.” I screamed at him, but he held my hand, his eyes filled with tears. “Please, Allie,” he begged, but I wasn’t ready to listen. --- Six years ago, Scott broke Allison's heart and walked away—leaving her pregnant and alone. Now, he’s back as a billionaire, determined to win her back. But can Allison trust the man who once shattered her world? With old wounds, dangerous secrets, and powerful enemies standing in their way, Scott must fight not just for her love—but for the family he left behind. Will they get their second chance, or will past mistakes destroy their future?

My boyfriend's "best female friend" was angry again. Why? Because for our five-year anniversary, he got a gift just for me—and forgot about hers. Simone Baker threw a complete fit, sobbing and making a huge scene. Scott Tanner immediately blocked me and removed me on Instagram, then changed our matching couple profile pictures. "Girls can be so dramatic," he said. "Once I've calmed her down, we'll switch them back." I reminded him, "That makes a hundred times now." He just smiled and gave me a quick kiss. "I know. I'll make it fast this time." That night, Simone posted a status update: [Your effort was acceptable. You get three days of freedom.] Almost immediately, Scott unblocked me. [Okay, babe. We can put our couple pictures back now.] But then a male account—using my half of the matching photo—sent him a friend request, followed by a single question mark. [Since when are couple photos a group project?]

(Au Sequel de Enceinte et rejetée par mon compagnon alpha. Peut être lu seul.) Aujourd'hui, j'ai reçu mon premier baiser, de façon totalement imprévue, avec quelqu'un que je ne connaissais pas. Alors que je déambulais dans les couloirs de l'Académie des Métamorphes de Higala, un sentiment étrangement familier m'a soudainement saisie. Non loin de là, mon petit ami, Scott, était présent et, à ma grande surprise, il n'était pas seul. « Tu es tellement espiègle, Scott, » souriait légèrement la louve Sarah. « Uniquement pour toi, chérie, » répond-il, sa voix étant étouffée tandis que ses lèvres capturaient les siennes. À ce moment-là, je sens mon estomac se nouer. « Oh, Scott, arrête. Tu sais bien qu'on ne doit pas être vus ensemble. Que se passerait-il si ta copine nous découvrait ? » « Elle suit un cours. Elle n'est jamais en retard. Ne t'inquiète pas. » Mon cœur pèse lourd dans ma poitrine, mais un flux de colère et de ressentiment me traverse également. « Lila ? » haletait Scott, me regardant avec stupéfaction. « Qu'est-ce que tu— » Avant qu'il ne puisse finir sa phrase, je me tournai vers le gentleman à mes côtés, plaçant mes mains sur ses épaules et le tirant vers moi. Il se laissa faire, bien que ses yeux ne trahissaient que de la confusion. Je fermai les yeux très fort pour ne plus voir son visage. Puis, nos lèvres s'effleurèrent. Plus tard, en entrant dans ma classe, je l'ai vu... L'homme que j'avais embrassé quelques instants plus tôt dans le couloir. L'homme à qui j'avais donné mon premier baiser, était mon professeur.

The day I was awarded the highest service medal, I got a call that my grandfather had died. My superiors approved emergency leave, and I rushed straight back to the family estate without stopping. The moment I reached the hillside cemetery behind the house, what I saw snapped something inside me. Our family burial ground had been completely leveled. My parents' graves had been dug open. Their urns had been turned into flower pot bases, with dark-red roses planted right on top of them. My grandfather's coffin had been split apart. His body was left exposed in the dirt, already starting to rot. And my younger brother, Jerry Horton, who was on the autism spectrum, was being ordered around like a laborer by my husband's assistant, Digby Wolfe, hauling construction materials back and forth. I lost it. I grabbed Digby and slammed him into the ground with a hard shoulder throw. "You touched my family's graves and made my brother do manual labor. Are you trying to get buried here with them?" Digby coughed up blood as he struggled to his feet, sneering at me. "This was Mr. Gray's decision. He said your family plot is in a good location, with plenty of space. It's perfect for building a golf course for the future Mrs. Gray. In Joule, Mr. Gray is the law." His tone was icy. "And who do you think you are?" I swallowed my rage and called Marshall Gray. "I hear you run Joule," I said. "Well, I'm about to change that."