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My name is Mara Park, and I am a twenty-three-year-old fresh graduate taking up business administration from a public school in my province.  I don't know that when you graduate from a public school, especially when your school is unknown to anyone in a big city, even though you have a diploma, it is hard to find a job, most of all when you don't have any work experience. I am an orphan and living alone. No one will provide for my needs if I don't find a job. I know no one in this place. No, I have one. I smiled, Jared. He has been my boyfriend for almost four years now. I didn't tell him I followed him after my graduation. I wanted to surprise him after I found a decent job. The last time I talked to him, he told me he was working at a big company as a finance manager, and I'm so proud of him. So here I am, struggling to find a job. I disregarded my diploma and applied as a waitress in a diner near the Fernandez Corporation building, hoping one day I could snatch a job in that company, even if it was just as a receptionist. It would be a huge achievement for me. I'd been working in the restaurant for a month when I saw an older man pass out near my workplace. He begged me to bring him home because he had forgotten where he lived and his name. I couldn't bear to leave him alone in the middle of the night, so I brought him home, and my life turned upside down after that when I found that he was the grandfather of the owner of Fernandez Corporation. That led me to find out my real identity.

BOOK #6 - WRIGHT-PETROV SERIES After her father's death, Kamilla lost her association with her father's employer. The Petrov family. Everything else followed. People she considered friends, including her boyfriend, turned their backs on her. She was outcasted by the same people previously groveling to please her. Overnight, she becomes a nobody. An easy target for the hypocrites of society. Nonetheless, she endures. She is far stronger than anyone realizes. However, someone thought she needed protection. "Why are you doing this, Mr. Samuel Petrov? I do not need the frivolity of your world. And please do not give me that lame excuse about being my father's friend again," she shows her defiance by meeting his calm gaze with her sharp angry one. "Believe me, Kamilla, you will not want to hear my reasons." Samuel bore her with an ominous look, attempting to dismiss her. "What reasons, Mr. Petrov? Does it include watching me sleep in the middle of the night? Or your huge one down there having a hard-on whenever you see me in my flimsy nightgown?" with regained boldness, she sassed while pointing at the bump of his pants. Samuel raised a brow in response to her brazenness. "It's just the tip of the iceberg you are seeing, Kamilla. You do not want to know the rest of it," his voice turned icy cold as he gritted every word. "I'm no angel, Samuel Petrov. I can smell your desire since day one, baby" A suggestive sultry smile carves her lips. "Fuck you, Kamilla. Don't call me baby" she was no longer surprise when he swiftly pulled and pinned her on the couch. "It's dangerous" His ragged hot breath fanned her face, and a rock-hard thing was wedged between them.

"You want me, Davina. You can deny it all you want. I will make you scream the truth." His voice, a guttural purr, slid over my skin, igniting a shameful, undeniable heat. His hot, possessive gaze consumed me, stripping me bare, making my body clench with fear and anticipation. I was trembling, aching, for a man who I should hat. The man that can destroy me. --- The anonymous call pulled Davina Wilson into a nightmare realm of carnal secrets and violence. Summoned to her estranged father's bedside, she found a brutal aftermath reeking of raw power. Malcolm's chilling dismissal and her stepmother's icy glare hinted at a depraved family darkness she'd never imagined. Then came Ezra, a formidable, unapologetically masculine force, unsettlingly aware of a past Davina had erased thirteen years ago—a past he was determined to excavate and brand as his own. Plunged into a dangerous underworld to shield her family, Davina found herself Ezra's captive. He hungered to devour her innocence, seeing a wild, unyielding lust he was determined to dominate and unleash. His possessive interest deepened into an all-consuming claim. He was the alpha predator she should flee, yet the forbidden craving was undeniable. As Davina navigated this treacherous landscape, the lines between captor and savage lover, threat and intoxicating surrender, blurred. An attraction so potent ignited, promising either her ultimate downfall or a dark, exhilarating damnation.

"Whose child is this?" His voice was cold and icy, blood shot eyes drilling holes in her watery ones. Scared, she cowered back only for her back to met the wall. A sob of pure horror left her parched throat, her hands lifting up to shield her already bruised face. "I asked," He stepped dangerously closer to her, his hot breath fanning the back of her hands. His sandalwood scent which used to calm her nerves in past, today did nothing other than heightening her fear. "Whose." His rough hands yanked her soft ones from her face, before clasping her jaw tightly, his fingers digging in her bruised skin making her wince. "Child" He whispered deadly, leaning down till his stern lips were brushing over her quivering ones. Tears after tears dripped down her cheeks. "Is in your stomach?" His already tight hold had tightened in bruising manner, making her flinch hard. Her head began to spin in fright, darkness invading her vision. Her heart pleading for some miracle. That wasn't the first question, her husband was supposed to ask her on her wedding night.

The once-revered socialite, Adora Matthews, was abducted for three years. After escaping death and making her way back, she thought the nightmare was finally over, only to plunge into yet another abyss. Her once-doting parents now treated her like a plague. Her fiercely protective older brother loathed her to the core. The adopted sister she once cared for mocked her with cutting remarks. Even her childhood sweetheart, who once sworn eternal love, was now engaged to that very sister, wishing for her death. All because of the rumors that she had contracted a vile disease, given birth to an old man’s child, and disgraced the Matthews family. With no other choice, she severed all ties and walked away, secretly carrying a fortune worth millions. Without hesitation, she entered a flash marriage with Louis Walker. Everyone knew Louis Walker was a surgical prodigy—young, brilliant, and from a prestigious family. Yet, no one dared to approach him, let alone propose marriage. His temperament was unpredictable, his moods volatile—genius and madness teetering on the edge. But after marrying the disgraced heiress of the Matthews family, Louis transformed into the ultimate doting husband, flaunting his love in public and clinging to her in private. As the Matthews family faced imminent bankruptcy with no way out, they turned to their son-in-law as a last resort. "For the sake of the family, help us find the mastermind who ruined us..." Louis, holding his wife in his arms, kissed her delicate fingers and smirked. "My dear Adora has such beautiful hands. Tell me, how did these flawless hands of hers manage to ruin you?" The Matthews family stood frozen in shock. "Adora... it was you?!"

Kyra is just an ordinary girl, at least that's what she thinks until she turns twenty-one years old and starts at a new college. On the first day of college, she finds herself sexually attracted to three hot brothers. While trying to deal with a lot of testosterone around her she finds out about a supernatural world that existed and she finds out about her real identity. How will she cope with all this and successfully handle having three mates especially when everyone wants a piece of her?

"You’re afraid of what you did? No, Jax. You’re afraid of how much you liked it." Ryker has always played to win. On the ice, in the locker room, even when it comes to protecting Jaxon, the best friend he’s wanted for longer than he’ll admit. But Jaxon is off-limits. Not just because he’s straight, not just because he’s Ryker’s teammate, but because he’s with Erin, Ryker’s sister. Then one night shatters everything. A mistake. A moment of weakness. A touch that should have never happened. Jaxon won’t talk about it. Won’t look at him the same way. Won’t break up with Erin. And Ryker? He should walk away. Should hate him for it. But instead, he keeps getting pulled back in, because Jaxon may be lying to himself, but his body tells a different story. Lust turns to obsession. Friendship to something jagged and raw. And as their secret spirals into something darker, Ryker realizes one thing. Some forbidden things aren’t just dangerous. They’re inevitable.

***What happens when a girl falls in love with the one person she's not supposed to?*** "You and me, and never us: a complicated series of almost-interactions." It's the summer before college and Kara is forced to spend the holidays with her new family. Little does she know, a lot can happen in one hot summer. The moment Kara lays her eyes on Ryder, she knows she's a goner. She has never met anyone as sexy, fun, and liberating. But she's made a promise that she won't give herself away before marriage. The moment Ryder lays his eyes on Kara, he knows his life wouldn't be the same again. He has never met a girl so pure and genuine. He's made it his life mission to be with her, for better or for worse. "If God is love, you're my religion." Sometimes we can't choose who we fall in love with. Kara and Ryder's love for one another is the kind of love that only comes once in a blue moon, but unfortunately, they can never be anything more than a brother and sister. All that love, yet it is barely anything at all...

"Cupcake! I want you to be in control !! I want to watch you take control over every single move I make, take over every thrust into your pussy so don't you dare disobey my orders, and besides..." he leans in closer to my lips. "I hate it when I'm getting patient at the wrong time, Cupcake! I need you Now, and you must make me feel those wet walls beneath your slits, this minute!" *************** After a one night stand with Alpha Lex, the Alpha of the Silvermoon pack, Kayla gets humiliated and rejected by him and her own step-sister. She is instantly sold and forced to marry an Older Alpha lycan, Netayam who turned out to be a cursed Alpha. She doesn't want him but what happens when she realises that he is her second chance mate? What happens when Alpha Netayam can't go a day without feeling her warm skin beneath his finger tips? He is older and more possessive… Will she like this?

WARNING MATURE CONTENT!!! A devastated lady went to a bar to drink away her pains after she caught her fiance and her bestie on the bed. At that moment of her being drunk, she mistakenly took a tycoon CEO as a host to attend to her needs. Under the desperation to get away from her pains on what her fiance did to her. She had a hot night with the strange man under the influence of the she took. Just one night that change her life forever. What happens, when the stranger she thought to be a host want more than just a night with her. "I want him!"She squealed, pointing a well manicured finger to the god of a man. There were gasps in the room as everyone gawked at the woman who dared to point a finger at the stranger. She obviously didn't know who he was, other wise, she wouldn't have dared to alter the words that came out of her mouth. "I said, I want him!" She repeated even louder than before. "Madam, I think you should sit down and continue your drink. You're digging your own grave!" The waiter whispered. "Oh shut the up! I want him and I will get him!" She screamed again, ignoring the waiter's warning. Her loud voice finally got the attention of the mysterious man. He looked around him and noticed that the beautiful drunk woman was indeed pointing at him. "I said I want him! He is the host!" She was saying. A wicked smirk curled up the mysterious man's lips as he observed Aria. She would make a good meal for the night. "Go bring get me that woman." He whispered to one of his men.