Hawks Real Name

Ethan Cole is a billionaire tech heir who needs a relationship as soon as possible. Not for love, but to secure a powerful merger and win control of his family's empire. Desperate, he turns to the most unexpected person: Jamie Rivera, his charming, openly gay best friend with dreams of owning an art gallery. What begins as a harmless fake romance soon turns into real emotions, with stolen glances, strange desires and forbidden kisses. But with jealous exes, ruthless family rivals, and the media watching their every move, pretending to be in love might destroy everything, unless they’re brave enough to make it real. A swoon-worthy, slow-burn romance where fake love turns dangerously real and one kiss was all it took.

**Contain mature scenes not suitable for young readers** A strong-willed, independent Haley Santorini started having the life she wanted. Her name began to make a splash in the fashion industry as a fashion designer. But her world tumbled down when her dad was accused stealing money from his ruthless hotel employer. Wesley Finn, known for being arrogant and clever billionaire. He's a devilish handsome beast that everybody don't want to messed-up with. Even given a name as "Territorial Billionaire" by the New York press. He's very possessive, manipulative and intimidating.

Yesterday, my name was Elizabeth Summers. I was 43 years old with a good job that I didn’t like much, but it paid the bills. When I woke up today, I was told my name is Kimberly Sparks. My birth certificate says I’m 24 years old. I don’t have a job or a place to live. But there’s a seriously hot guy taking me home with him. Elizabeth Summers died yesterday in a terrible fire and Kimberly Sparks was born. But I’m not a phoenix; I’m a werewolf. Who knew?

"ENZO RICCARDO" The name that could make even a grown man wet himself.. The name only uttered in hushed whispers. Some call him the devil himself, the manipulator, the cold-blooded savage man. The king of the underworld. I have caught the attention of this monster. It's too late,I didn't even see it coming. I am to marry him in a week time. He doesn't even like me,The thing is he doesn't even know me. The worst part is that no one can save me. I am well and utterly fucked

In a city where secrets breathe beneath cobblestone streets, 17-year-old Elara Moon finds a sealed letter with her name written in blood. The next morning, her parents vanish without a trace. Hunted by a faceless cult, stalked by shadows that whisper her name, Elara is thrust into a hidden world of ancient pacts and forbidden magic. Every answer she uncovers leads to more danger—and the terrifying truth that she is the final key to awakening a god long buried beneath the earth. But to survive, Elara must choose: unlock the power written in her blood... or burn with the rest of the world.

Twenty men hide in a knightly façade.Devilishly gorgeous gods trapped in human bodies.They are ruthless.They fear no one.But just like the other cliché stories, will love be their weakness?• Alpha Sigma Omicron •---Reign Sy is the epitome of success. At the age twenty-six, she already established a name in the fashion industry. Kilala s'ya bilang isang wedding gown designer. She has her own boutique and it is growing nationwide. But her name and business become at stake when she met the Greek god named Sioux Kyros Centauri. Simple lang, bukod sa fuckboy ang lalaki, gago rin ito.

He is known as the cruelest and most ruthless Alpha King and his name causes fear among all Alphas, except the ordinary and weak omega ....

When Alpha King Rhys finally found his mate, he expected fireworks, a puzzle piece to click into place, a Luna to help him rule the kingdom, not this.. this savage rogue. A rogue whose intention had been to assassinate him. Hated upon first sight, Amira cursed the Moon Goddess to find out her mate was the tyrannical Alpha King she'd been trained to kill. With nothing left to do but reject the king and escape almost unscathed, neither Rhys nor Amira expected what came next. It was unheard of to reject the gift the Moon Goddess blessed them with. Only a few were granted a mate, and Alpha King Rhys and Amira did precisely that- Rejected the gift. Cursed by the Moon Goddess, they wake up inside each other's bodies. Switched to live in each other's worlds, Rhys and Amira are forced to figure out how to return to their original forms. Can they stop fighting, bickering, and scheming against each other, or will this curse open their minds and hearts to each other's troubles? EXCERPT: “What in Goddess’ name is this!?” Rhys growled into the mirror; his voice came out feminine and his reflection, not his own. This was a nightmare, a cruel trick of his mind. It was playing on him for rejecting this woman as his mate. The woman he wanted to kill was staring back at him from the mirror, hands clutching her face, eyes wide with shock and fury. The nails grew into claws, ready to scratch at the face of the wench who tried to kill him. But the piercing pain and the pool of blood shocked him into a surreal reality. This was not a nightmare. This was real!? Rhys was inside Amira’s body! So, where was Amira? COMPLETED - Cursed Series -

A billionaire heiress betrayed. Two ruthless Scottish mafia twins who’ll stop at nothing to claim her. Danger, obsession, and a love worth starting a war for. Time to burn it all to the fucking ground.... He was the love of my life. My husband. My mistake. Cole Harrington.... Hollywood's golden boy. The man I pulled from obscurity and handed a career on a silver platter. The man I defended, supported, and loved... until I walked in on him naked in his dressing room, balls deep in his co-star like it was the scene of his life. That was the moment something in me snapped. I'm done being the quiet, supportive wife in the background. My name is Eilidh MacLeod, and I was somebody long before I met him. Scottish Billionaire heiress. Former child star. Acclaimed actress and dancer. The woman who built him... and the one who's going to break him. Now it's my turn. I'm taking back my life, my career, my crown, and I'm burning every bridge, every lie, and every ounce of him to the ground. And somewhere between the chaos, the paparazzi, and the sweet taste of revenge, I meet them. Two men. Twins. Dangerously gorgeous, shamelessly charming, and utterly off limits... except they make me feel more alive than I ever have. They show me what real love is, raw, wild, and unconditional, and they just may run the Scottish Mafia. By the time I'm done, Cole won't just lose me. He'll lose everything. And I'll be walking away with my heart, my freedom... and maybe two men who would set the world on fire just to keep me.

Perfection was the curse. I was born into wealth, beauty, influence, and a family empire that stretched across continents. People envied my life, not knowing it was nothing more than a gilded prison. The only thing that ever felt real was ballet, the passion my parents forbade because it brought them no power, no profit, no leverage. My parents; greedy, ambitious, unfillable, hid their cruelty beneath luxury. And on my eighteenth birthday, they revealed the ultimate betrayal. I was engaged to a powerful man twice. . . no, three times my age. A man feared across Europe. A man whose hands were stained with secrets the world pretended not to see. They sold me to strengthen an alliance. So I ran. Barefoot, shaking, heartbroken. I stole one of our visitor's chopper and fled to Sicily, thinking distance could save me. I thought I escaped the monsters who owned my life. But I only ran into a darker one. Because Sicily is his territory; Aldrick Moretti, the shadow king of the Italian underworld. Cold. Untouchable. Beautiful in the most devastating way. The man people whisper about as if speaking his name is a sin. A man with eyes that see through lies. . . including mine. And the moment he found me trespassing on his land, bleeding, terrified, and wearing the remnants of a runaway bride. . . He didn’t return me. He didn’t free me. He claimed me. Not as a business deal. Not as an alliance. But as something far more dangerous. He became my captor, my protector, my obsession, and the forbidden flame I should never have touched. Because in his world, love is not tender. It’s a weapon. And I am the sacrifice wrapped in a veil he refuses to let go.