He Loved Me In Her Shadow

After her parents set up their daughter to marry an old CEO, Lara runs away from her home with the help of her friends. Lara goes to a bar with her friends and in a simple game of truth and dare, she kisses a handsome stranger. Next moment she finds herself in his arms, as he kidnaps her! The girl tries her best to escape his mansion but Kareem would do anything to keep her close to him, even if it means marrying her. Will Lara ever accept Kareem as her husband?

Iris never imagined that love could feel so intoxicating… or so dangerous. From the moment she met Adrian, his charming smile and irresistible presence drew her in, making her forget caution and reason. On the surface, he seemed perfect — attentive, flirtatious, and seemingly devoted. But behind that captivating exterior lurked secrets she could never have predicted. What began as stolen glances and playful conversations soon escalated into something far more intense — a forbidden affair neither of them could resist. Every kiss came with a hidden truth, every touch with a lie waiting to be uncovered. As Iris is pulled deeper into Adrian’s world, she discovers that his intentions are far from pure, and that their passionate connection masks a darker, more controlling side. When the truth of his deceptions surfaces, Iris is forced to confront a harsh reality: love can be manipulative, suffocating, and even dangerous. Their entanglement spirals into a toxic dance of desire and betrayal, challenging everything she believed about loyalty, trust, and the boundaries of the heart. Caught between temptation and self-preservation, Iris must decide whether surrendering to Adrian’s magnetic pull is worth the heartbreak it could bring — or if walking away from the man who has consumed her thoughts, her body, and her emotions is the only way to survive. The Lies He Kissed Me With is a gripping, 18+ dark romance about toxic love, hidden agendas, and the fine line between passion and destruction. It is a story of obsession, betrayal, and the dangerous allure of a love built on lies — a story readers will not be able to put down until the very last chapter.

A stampede happened at my daughter's kindergarten. Timothy Horuson was in a hurry to save his first love's son, and he pulled away someone else's hand. A hand reached out to him, hoping for him to save her. His daughter's hand. And the light in my daughter's eyes faded. The longing for fatherly love she had held on to for so long vanished. I risked my life to save her. She looked at me quietly. "I'll go with you, Mom. We'll leave Dad behind and go somewhere he'll never find us."

My fiancé, Dominic, heir to the Carvalho crime family, vanished for four days. I thought a rival family had put a bullet in his head. Then I saw his ex’s Instagram story. A shot of them in bed. The caption: He still knows every inch of me. His face was hidden, but his hand wasn't. And on it, the ring I gave him, resting on her skin. That night, Dominic came home. He brought me white roses, my favorite. I asked him why. Why he'd lie. Why he'd sleep with her. He brushed it off. Just a "misunderstanding." I was done. I threw the ring in his face. Burned the wedding dress. Told him we were over. He thought I was just throwing a fit. He didn't get it. Not until he realized I was walking away for good. Then he panicked. Begged me to come back.

“Fuck it!” He thought, arching closer to the guy, throwing his arms around his neck, “I'm getting engaged tomorrow and will be closeted for the rest of my life, living under pretense. Why don't I just experience sex with a hot dude for one night? Just one night… just one night…” *** Lincoln Smith had no regret that night he made the impulsive decision to have sex with the hot, mesmerizing man across the bar. He was sure it was the best night of his life… one he would never get to experience again. But then on the day of his engagement party, he was to receive a shocking blow. The man he had shared an intimate, passionate night with, the man he was sure he had a connection with, was his fiance’s big brother! Right there and then, he knew he was universally and colossally fucked! WARNING: This Book Contains Some Explicit Scenes Between Characters That May Not Be Suitable To Some Readers. Viewers Discretion Is Advised.

When Isabella walks in on her husband with another woman, the betrayal shatters the quiet grace she’s built her life upon. But the moment she walks away, leaving divorce papers in her wake, she begins a journey she never saw coming. From the ashes of humiliation rises a woman the world once forgot—one whose name, long buried in secrecy, holds the power to shake empires. In a world where love is a weapon and loyalty a currency, Isabella’s silence becomes her strength—and her return, their reckoning.

A campus love story about trust, betrayal, and discovering the strength within yourself. How much can you endure when the one you love is not fully yours

Rayna Nathania never knew when her love had turned into pain— Alpha Darius Blackthorn, her husband who had once been her protector and support, gradually became cruel—hurting her without mercy, while his heart turned to Laura Kiel, Rayna’s twin who had always lived in her shadow. Everything collapsed at the clan gathering. In front of the Alphas and nobles, Darius held Laura’s hand, choosing her openly, and tore Rayna apart—stripping her of everything—as a wife, as Luna, as a woman. As Rayna wished to vanish into the night and her shame, a man emerged from the darkness— Reagan Valerius Blackthorn, Darius’ older brother, the true Alpha who had long been hidden, the leader of the most feared clan—appeared with a cold aura and power that made the entire clan bow. He was not Darius’ enemy… he was the Blackthorn family’s greatest secret. Reagan did not come to seize the throne. He came to reclaim what had been taken—truth, power, and the woman destroyed by the blood of his own kin. And from that night onward, Rayna realized one thing: what was truly broken was not her—but the fate of Darius Blackthorn, who had dared to cross forbidden boundaries. Area 18+ Please be wise in choosing reading material.

Just because I refused to let my husband, Timothy Blackwood, bring his late friend's widow, Gracie Morgan, home to live with us, he started spreading vicious rumors about me everywhere. Overnight, my reputation was completely ruined, and scandalous photos of me barely dressed spread all over town. Customers stormed into my restaurant and dumped food on me in disgust. "You're disgusting! Who would dare eat here now? Who knows where your filthy hands have been?!" One shouted, "Restaurant owner during the day, sleeping around in God knows whose bed by night!" ... Timothy had hired all of these people just to make the rumors seem real. Crying, I finally agreed to let Gracie move into our home. I begged Timothy to clear my name, but Timothy kicked me hard in disgust and hissed coldly, "You made Gracie cry for three straight days. Her eyes are swollen from it, so how am I supposed to face my dead friend? This time, you need to learn your lesson." Later, I became exactly what he wanted, broken down into a harmless nothing who could never threaten Gracie again. Just when he was about to let up, he got a panicked call from his friend. "Alyssa Winter jumped off a building!"

I decided to cut all ties with Julia Summers. She said she was busy with work, so I quietly packed my suitcase in our bedroom. Then she brought her so-called true love, Henry Stone, home. Right then and there, I asked for a divorce. In my past life, I’d poured my heart and soul into this family and nearly drained every last bit of our savings. Even then, on my fortieth birthday, my own children knelt before me, begging me to let Julia’s dying lover be buried in the Summers Estate. I looked at Julia and said, "You once told me you’d only ever love me. Have you really forgotten?" Her eyes turned red. "I’ll stay with you," she said, her voice trembling. "But Henry just wants a name. Why would you hold a grudge against someone who’s dying?" When I opened my eyes again, I was twenty-five. This time, I’d give them what they wanted and finally give myself what I deserved.