House Rules

Ari expected another quiet summer at her family’s beach house—long days of swimming, lazy nights by the fire, and harmless chaos with her brother. But when the boy's next door returns—steady and guarded, wild and unpredictable—everything shifts. A story of reckless nights, hidden glances, and a love that refuses to stay buried—Where the Summer Wind Blows will sweep you into a summer you won’t forget.

"It's nothing," "Show me." Egon sounded angry, "Take it off." He ordered, "Take everything off," "W-what?" I panicked, "No!" "Do it yourself, or I'll do it for you." *** Portia is a defective werewolf who is stuck working as a maid in the pack house, where she is often abused. She neither has the money nor the resources to escape, but her world further collapses when she meets her Lycan mate.

Breijelle Clein is really living the best of her live. Having a supportive friend and family but her dad wants her to marry the billionaire man. Vrion Pskear, a billionaire. He doesn't want to marry a woman he doesn't know but he can't do anything because he wants to do that for his parents. In their long association in the same house, the two gradually fall in love with each other

As the college entrance exams approached, I paid the top student in our class to tutor me. But the day she came over, she brought along her childhood sweetheart and insisted that he join our study sessions. I declined her request politely, and she did not press the matter further. The boy left my house in defeat and was struck by a car, suffering injuries so severe that they left him crippled. He could no longer continue his education and was forced to drop out, taking on grueling manual labor to survive. The girl continued tutoring me nonetheless. We both gained admission to the same university, grew close over time, fell in love, got married, and started a family. But on the night of our wedding anniversary, Sharon slipped poison into my soup and watched impassively as I began to convulse and vomit blood, the crimson stain spreading slowly across the floor. "This is what you owe Harry," she said with cold venom. "Taste what it's like to lose all hope." It turned out that she had harbored resentment toward me for all those years. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day she first came to my house with her friend.

17-year-old Violet's life has been nothing out of the ordinary. That all changes the night a group of men break into her house, killing her parents, all in the name of some person called “The Alpha.” Now, Violet finds herself trapped in a web of lies, secrets, and werewolves. It's impossible to know who she can trust, but Violet must decide before she loses her heart and her life.

Born Lady Viktoria, I am the daughter of the playboy prince Victor of house Ezorona. My father is second in line to the throne after his brother, but since I was born a dhampir, I will never be a part of their royal world. I am a half-blood. Half-vampire, half-human with no real power in our kingdom. That is until I am kidnapped by the werewolf Alpha Fynn, the saints intervene and my entire world is turned upside down.

⚠Taboo! Violence! Smut!⚠ It's a taboo, she knows it. She is a bad girl, she loves it. What she doesn't love and know is when she would be kidnapped from her step father's house over a crime she has no idea about. She must stay with her stepbroth her; hidden. Well, That's not the problem, the problem is ... Can she hold her desire?

Alina Harper is determined to survive her first year of college without falling into the typical clichés—until she collides with Rhett Blackwood, the infuriatingly handsome captain of the university hockey team. But Rhett isn’t just a star athlete; he’s an alpha werewolf carrying a dark past, a cursed reputation, and a temper that could shred anyone who gets too close. When a dangerous shadow pack targets the campus’s supernatural community, Alina and Rhett are forced into a fake relationship for protection. The rules are simple: keep it pretend, avoid real feelings, and survive the semester unscathed. Except rules are meant to be broken. As Alina navigates college life, parties, and exams, she discovers a web of secrets, betrayals, and dangerous enemies hiding in plain sight. Rhett’s brooding charm and protectiveness make her heart beat faster than any hockey match ever could, while hidden rivalries and past mistakes threaten to destroy everything. Enemies become lovers, allies turn into traitors, and the line between deception and desire blurs. With supernatural threats lurking in the shadows and their feelings growing impossible to ignore, Alina and Rhett must confront their fears, confront their pasts, and fight for a future neither of them thought they deserved. In a world where trust is a luxury and love can be deadly, will their hearts survive the game? Or will secrets, vengeance, and betrayal win?

The soon-to-be King, Neil Gabriel J. Rashid-Al, was called by his father King to go home to their country after 7 years of jumping from one country to the other one, but for other reasons he is not ready yet who came back, and because he has a past that he doesn't want to go back to Dubai. And so, to escape his past, he looked for a woman who would agree to be his wife and in an unexpected chance, he saw the maid who was cleaning his house, her name was Wendy, and she was raised impoverished. Meanwhile, Wendy Lee saw her boss for the first time because whenever she came to his house to clean, he was out doing his business. But that day was different and because of circumstances she agreed to be his contract wife even though they didn't know each other very well. Soon, they fly going to Dubai and the Rashid-Al family were all surprised by their news, especially his elder sister who knows everything about him. The question is...will the soon-to-be King, Neil, take the throne and be willing to be true to himself, or will he hide and stick to his plan? But what will happen if the past meets the future? What side is he going to take?

After Nathan Seville stands me up for the seventh time we're supposed to register our marriage, I finally cut all ties with him—completely and on my own terms. If he shows up at a gathering, I don't go. If he's invited to perform at the college anniversary, I leave early. The moment my company decides to work with him, I resign on the spot. Even on Christmas Eve, when he shows up at my house with gifts, I make up an excuse about needing to visit someone. Calls? Blocked. Socials? Deleted. My strategy is simple—cut it all off. I don't reach out, and he has no way of finding me. For the first 30 years of my life, I spent most of it loving him with everything I had. I cared for him, supported him, and waited for him. But after being left hanging for the seventh time at the City Hall, I finally wake up. I don't want to live like this anymore. Even if I end up alone, it's still better than spending night after night waiting in an empty house that never feels like home!