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“I’m not a good man. A good man would sacrifice you to save the world. I have no such inclinations.” When one is offered a job that would have them set for life, would they allow a fickle thing such as a moral compass stand in their way? Abigeal Starr, former soldier of the US Army, didn’t think so. It had been surprisingly difficult to get a stable job after leaving the military and she was barely managing to keep her head above the water. She couldn’t even afford the rent on her small flat so she’d had to take in a roommate whose personality frequently clashed with hers. Tired, frustrated and dangerously approaching desperate, she found a job which was almost laughable in its simplicity: assassinate a billionaire. She couldn’t believe how much she was going to be paid for one task, but she quickly discovered that it wasn’t going to be as much of a walk in the park as she had thought. Will she follow through with her task? Or will her conscience get the best of her? Find out more in the story!

"You died four days ago. You were buried yesterday. That's fast healing, even for us," Clara explained. "Us?" Clara smiled. "You have risen from the dead and have healed all your wounds. You have no pulse. You do not breathe, and we've been giving you blood so that you can survive. And the last thing you can remember is a tingling in your neck before you died." She clasped her hands together. "I've read your personnel file, Shamira. I know you're not stupid, even if your former bosses thought you were. You can figure this --" "Vampire? You're kidding, right? You have to --" "Wanna go ahead and say 'But there's no such thing as vampires' so we can get that out of the way?" "There's no such thing as vampires!"

Antara an orphan who never complained about her life. She was happy in what she had in her life she only wished for one thing true love but what happened when that love broke her beyond repair? Will she be able to mend her broken self ever or her this love will turn her in ashes?

“No one will get you, not on my watch.” The sparks reappear and this time, I let it because I can slowly feel myself fading away. And because…for some weird reason, I believe him. I manage to get one word out before I give into the unconsciousness. “Mine.” ________ Brooklyn acts like a human, eats like a human, lives like a human. Except, she isn't a human and suddenly she's thrown into a life that she never once thinks existed. The life comes with a whole package; her mate, Landon, who happens to be the Lycan King of the United Kingdom. Join Brooklyn as she navigates the life she's thrown into especially with her arch-nemesis looming over, waiting for the right time to get her.

Hiding from hunters was supposed to be simple, until Ivy transferred to Blackthorn Academy, a school where monsters wear crowns. Her first day ends in disaster when she spills coffee on Karl Draven, the ruthless Alpha Prince she later discovers is her fated mate. And just when she thought things couldn’t get worse, there is Damon Voss, the Vampire who once broke her heart, he's darker and more dangerous than ever. Between a bond she can’t deny, a past she can’t escape, and a secret that could destroy them all, Ivy’s life is spiraling into chaos. Because at Blackthorn, love is a weapon… and one of them will use it to betray her. When the truth comes out, Ivy will learn that sometimes the greatest threat isn’t the monsters hunting you, but the power sleeping inside her.

One night in Vegas is all it takes for Madison and Ethan to tie the knot, after an unplanned night filled with fun and laughter; their whole life becomes entwined. Madison has no idea what she’s getting herself involved with but can Ethan say the same? Ethan’s mum comes up with the brilliant idea; they should fake their relationship for six months, enough for Ethan to get the reigns of Maverick enterprises while Madison gets paid to cater for hers and her mum’s medical fee. Will the world realize it’s all pretense? Will Ethan’s father and the board members see that they’re being played? Will it work out for both Ethan and Madison as they planned or will emotions get involved?

Failing my audition, I gave up on the dream of singing and was at the lowest point of my whole existence. At that time an angel came to me, giving me confidence... After three months, returning to normality, I started getting ahead in my life, leaving everything of my past behind. Never in my senses did I expect that my job will be to assist the person who saved me. Wow… Seems like an angelic romance book right? No, nothing is like the way you see it. The angel I had expected to be good was a lion in a sheep's form. He was the worst person I could see in my entire life. ************* The first time I met him, he was the light to my darkness. But the second time, he was the darkness himself? What the hell?

After a brutal attack in the Wyoming wilderness, Clara Carlson wakes in a strange mountain lodge with no memory of how she got there. The last thing she remembers is hiking toward a secret waterfall—then pain, fur, and teeth. Now she’s surrounded by strangers who claim she’s no longer human. James Bishop, the lodge’s calm yet commanding leader, tells Clara she’s been bitten by a rogue werewolf and has transformed into one herself. As Alpha, he offers protection and a place within his pack—a secluded community hidden deep in the Rockies, bound by instinct, hierarchy, and secrecy. But to Clara, it feels like captivity. Struggling between disbelief and an undeniable pull toward her new instincts, Clara begins to unravel the truth about the world she’s entered. The pack is large, disciplined, and guarded—for good reason. There are threats beyond their borders: outcasts driven mad by isolation, hunters who’d expose their existence, and rival packs watching for weakness. As Clara’s powers awaken, she must decide whether to fight the change, risk escape, or accept the strange new life—and Alpha—who’s claimed her. But the more she learns about the wild world beneath the human one, the more she realizes that survival here requires more than acceptance. It demands loyalty, strength… and the courage to become the predator she never meant to be.

My uncle’s rival, Emmett Meyer, saved me twice. The first time, I was drowning after a shipwreck—until he cut through the waves on a speedboat and dragged me ashore. The second time was after someone had slipped drugs into my drink. That night, I seduced him, a hardened man ten years my senior. In the dim glow of a private room, he guided my hand downward and growled, “I want you so bad, Babe.” He took me ruthlessly, ignoring my sobs and pleas. From then on, Emmett—the untamable “Prince of Silverbridge”—abandoned his reckless ways and devoted himself to me. Or so I believed. Then one day, he coaxed me into his Rolls-Royce and captured our tryst on camera. I flushed with embarrassment and secret delight. Later, as I hurried after him to return some documents he had left behind, I heard the sneers whispered in the hallway: “You’re so wild, Emmett. Everyone heard your girl moaning.” “Damn, the car rocked so hard I thought you’d break it.” “Hey, if Franklin Reed ever finds out that his precious niece has been your plaything for three years… think he’ll have a heart attack?”

There are two dogs who will forever revolve around Leonardo Zeller. The first one is his pet dog. The second one is me, his devoted lapdog. But I've successfully risen to the ranks as his fiancee. On the day before our wedding, Leonardo gets into an accident from car racing for the sake of his first love, Renee White. I rush over to the hospital immediately, but I don't see the scar that's supposed to adorn his chest. My complexion goes insanely pale out of panic. "Where did the scar from his heart surgery go?" "Hey! Don't you dare jinx my son! Since when did he go through such a cursed surgery?" Suddenly, I realize that I've gotten the wrong person this whole time for three years. On the day Leonardo gets discharged, he tells me that he regrets proposing to me and that he wants to call off the wedding just to be with Renee. Everyone wants to see me break down and humiliate myself by showing my hysterical side. But I merely reply, "Okay." What they don't know is that I've never loved Leonardo before. After all, the man I love is already dead a few years ago.