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But Aria can't seem to get her mind off him. Nico knows just how to get through her defenses and she sees past his scars and all the horrible stories they have to tell. But as secrets are uncovered, Aria realizes her fate is tied to a man who prefers to live in the shadows. And even as her father takes on a case involving a mysterious crime group Nico is tied to,

Seraphina Blackwood discovered the truth on an ordinary Thursday. After years of predawn breakfasts and midnight work sessions, after countless school plays and bedtime stories, her eight year old son had chosen someone else to call family. The other woman had been there all along, slowly taking her place, Sera's husband equally complicit…while Sera was busy keeping their household afloat.

When the moon rises, the line between the beast and man doesn't just blur, it breaks. These are stories of alphas who take what they want and give you everything you never knew you needed. Raw heat. Primal hunger. The kind of surrender that tastes like release. Innocence devoured. Control shattered. Pleasure so deep, you'll lose yourself and not want to be found. No warnings. No escape. No regrets.

Taboo Entanglements: 40 Shades of Surrender One touch, one forbidden line crossed, and everything explodes. In this raw 18+ collection of "40 scorching erotic stories", desire doesn’t ask permission — it takes, claims, and ruins. A best friend’s father finally bends his daughter’s tempting best friend over his desk and fucks the innocence out of her. A possessive stepbrother locks his bratty stepsister in a collar and makes her scream his name. A dangerously obsessed professor corrupts his favorite student with ropes, lectures, and relentless age-gap domination. A grieving woman lets her dead brother’s best friend fuck her raw on his motorcycle to feel alive again. And a neglected married actress surrenders her body and marriage to the commanding touch of her dominant female co-star. Jealousy, guilt, filthy pleasure and pain that feels too good. Every story drips with unfiltered lust; dripping toys, bruising grips, BDSM so intense it hurts, and orgasms that break minds, no limits, no apologies, just pure, addictive sin. Forty stories, forty different ways to surrender completely. Once you start… you won’t stop.

Twenty five years ago, Kevin's parents were brutally murdered. Two decades later, Kevin is forced to watch helplessly as his fiancée suffers torture at the hands of the same murderer. Never fully recovering from the trauma, he moves into a new city, hoping to start his life anew, leaving his devastating past behind. But things doesn't go as planned when he meets Natasha—the daughter of an officer hunting for his kind. They soon discover the battered corpse of a missing detective assigned to investigate the murder of his fiancée, which signalled a new danger. However, when the horror from his past returns, Kevin is forced to stay away from Natasha—or watch her fall victim to a ghoul who takes pleasure in tormenting him.

Born the "weak" disgrace of the Moonridge bloodline, Selene was always an afterthought—until she was gifted in an arranged marriage to the man she secretly loved. . .Magnus Lancaster, the cold Alpha of the North. But hope turned to horror when Magnus chose her sister instead, leaving Selene humiliated and discarded. Broken and hunted, Selene vanishes into the lawless West. There, she finds Rage Lancaster, Magnus’s exiled brother. In the heat of their sheets and the blood of the wild, they forge a dark, "no-labels" pact of skin and survival. The fragile girl dies in the dirt, and the Vicious Conqueror rises in her place. Now, Selene returns to raze the empires that once scorned her. As Magnus and Rage both seek to claim a place in her new world, Selene must decide: will she reclaim her title as Luna, or burn everything to the ground as a ruthless Queen?

They say he was dead itself, and anyone who ever saw his face never lived to tell what he looked like. He was powerful, he was unbeatable, he was the Lycan king of the northern border, yet I saw his face, but behind those masks wasn't the horror everyone had imagined; they were filled with pains that knew no end. Lelia had caught her mate cheating on her with her sister, after the rejection she thought her life couldn't go any bad, but she was forced to marry the Masked king, it was not just a marriage, she was sent to spy on him and find the secret of his powers, but that was a death sentence, yet no one cared and beneath all the pain, Lelia knew she had to find a way out of her pain.

I was the exclusive seller of a special type of medicine. It had saved many cancer patients’ lives. After working hard for a year, I thought that I would have earned the patients’ gratitude. To my surprise, Peter Lorden, a doctor who also happened to be my rival, slandered me online and said that I was a pharmacist with no principles and scammed cancer patients. The patients who had once expressed their gratitude to me came forward as his witnesses and demanded compensation from me. My reputation was ruined overnight, and I was canceled by everyone online. So, I calmly terminated the distributorship for the special medicine and shut down my pharmacy to open a mini market instead. When their supply ran out, the lung cancer patients, who needed the medicine to stay alive, and Peter both called me while in tears. “Mr. Zimmerman, please continue selling the special medicine!”

"My beautiful Clara... now you know who I really am. You don't think I'll let you go that easily, do you?" ****** Clara Hart was never a damsel in distress that needed saving. She was the heroine herself-independent, strong and hardworking. When she met Xane through an online dating app, he turned out to be an average decent man, like she had expected and wanted. She had fallen in love with his normality. Yet, Xane Harding was far from average. He was a tech genius and a mysterious billionaire that no one knew his existence of. And when Clara discovered his pack of lies, she was heartbroken. Xane had never wanted something so bad as he had wanted Clara. So this time he pursued her, showing her who he really was. With no lies. And there was no holding him back.

Fresh from a business trip, my husband swept me into his arms and pulled me toward the bathroom for a passionate shared bath. As our lips met in a dizzying kiss, I noticed something odd out of the corner of my eye: the toilet lid was down. Seven years ago, after reading an online article claiming that men urinating while standing could splash bacteria onto the seat, he insisted we always keep the lid up for hygiene's sake. In all our years of marriage, it had never been lowered until now. A chill ran through me. The bathroom was pristine, not a stray hair in sight. But then I noticed the shower's water temperature was set five degrees higher than the 98.6°F he always preferred. Men preferred cooler water, and women warmer. In an instant, I realized that Nick Doyle had betrayed me.