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Every night at midnight, he appears. No name. No past. Only darkness, dominance, and a voice that knows every filthy secret Lila has ever hidden. When the mysterious stranger called Midnight steps out of the shadows of her Lagos high-rise and commands her to finish what she started, Lila discovers a hunger she never knew lived inside her. He doesn’t ask — he owns. He doesn’t seduce — he claims. Each encounter grows darker, more intense, more addictive, until pleasure and surrender blur into something dangerously irresistible. But as the nights deepen and Midnight’s touch brands her body and soul, Lila realizes this isn’t just a game. He knows things no ordinary man could know. And when the final night comes, she must make a choice: resist the creature who has possessed her desires… or surrender completely and become Owned by Midnight.

Noah left me at the altar three times—for his precious Freya. First time? She threatened to jump off a building. Second? Said she was moving abroad. Third? Sent a text saying she was getting forced into some arranged marriage. Noah, usually Mr. Cool, freaked. Left a packed venue and turned me into a total joke. Again. I called him. "If you don't come back today, I'm marrying someone else." He laughed. "Freya's young. You're too old to be playing games, aren't you?" I clutched my phone, heart sinking. He knew Freya was bluffing. Still picked her. That's when I finally gave up. Later, after he'd calmed her down, he came looking for me. "Pick a new wedding date," he said, like it was no big deal. "It'll be even grander this time." A guy's voice cut through, smiling. "Sorry, man. Gotta get my wife on the plane."

Jessica thought she’d left the Moonfury Pack and all it's pain behind. Cast out by her cruel alpha ex, she built a quiet, human life in the city, far from the betrayals and dominance games of wolfkind. But when her beloved grandmother dies unexpectedly, Jessica is drawn back to the one place she swore never to return. Grief quickly gives way to shock when she learns the truth: her grandmother’s death has awakened a legacy Jessica never knew she carried. An ancient prophecy marks her as a rare and powerful mate—destined to change the fate of the packs forever. And fate, it seems, wastes no time. Four alphas, each dangerously handsome, each with their own secrets, are drawn to her in ways that defy logic and ignite something deep within her. But desire comes with danger, and every pack has its enemies. To survive, Jessica must untangle the mystery of her lineage, decide who she can trust, and confront the pack politics she once fled. The heart doesn’t always follow the rules of the pack. And neither does Jessica.

Alex Cider T. Grit was an average student who turned the Mainland upside down as a mechatronics expert. Other than being an average student, she also has several hard-to-guess identities that could shake the world. Along with the appearance of this mechatronic expert, the mysterious and exotic VIPs also rushed into the mainland and they only followed the order of an unnamed person AKA Alek Cider. Alek Cider had no plan to hide her identity but the VIPs kept insisting. They also pampered her to the core. However, their boss only cared about her machines, games, and… and… another person they could not offend-- the lazy, psychotic CEO of Trojan Empire! Storm always passed through her nose yet she had no idea about it. Even the VIPs could only shut their mouths. Would the CEO, concealed as a pitiful young man, be able to keep his identity? Or was he long busted by this carefree boss? This is the noble journey of an orphan who perseveres with grit towards the road of the Second Revolution and a laid-back CEO who sought the care of the girl from 10 years ago. -- + Slowburn Romance, Business, Technology, Light Novel

“If you think I would not touch you, think again.” His breath fanned her face as he backed her into a corner. What made her think he would restrain himself? “Just because you’re William’s daughter, that means nothing to me. You could warm my bed just fine if you’re going to seduce me with your body like this. Tell me, what would you ask in return?” He bit her earlobe and she whimpered. Melissa Franklin’s dad named his best friend in his will, rather than his only daughter. She can’t have access to her inheritance until she turns 30, which is seven years away. Klyde Henderson, a man twice her age, became her legal guardian. But the man’s respect for her father does not extend to her. In his eyes, she’s a useless brat. Melissa needed to find a way to get her hands on her inheritance. That’s when the seduction games began.

“Why do you even care?” “I don't. But perhaps I should thank Sierra for returning the favour.” “I hit you because you were being a jerk.” I snapped. “Anyone ever tell you you've got a sharp mouth? Watch it before it gets you in serious trouble.” Before I could fire back he was already walking off, carrying himself with quiet confidence and calm. But all I saw was an egotistical son of a— 》《》《》《 In a world where college games determine the fate of entire packs and hybrids are shunned from society, Anaya must rise to the challenge to break old rules and customs. As a wolf/witch hybrid, she becomes the first female Lunar strike player her pack has ever had. But the path before her is bumpy. Stuck in a love triangle with her childhood best friend and the soon-to-be Alpha she claims to hate. And faced with opposition even within the team. The plot thickens when the truth about Anaya's heritage begins to surface and it threatens to tear the team apart. She will either break or blossom through it all.

Hiding your fantasies is hard, especially when your best friend features in every one. I'm the good, innocent girl with a guilty obsession for erotic books. And the man who fuels all those fantasies? My best friend. Those veiny hands set my thighs on fire, and his deep voice twists my insides with desire. But he never knew. And I could never tell him– not when he flirts with everyone and only sees me as his baby sister. Until one reckless night of drinks and games lands me in his bed. Now I’m not sure I ever want to leave. But best friends shouldn't touch you like this. Best friends shouldn't make you squirt this good. But when a sudden arranged marriage threatens to tear us apart, our secret is exposed in a blaze of scandal, turning stolen moments into a bitter need for revenge. So how do I explain this to my parents? Since they still think I'm a virgin?

On the day of her wedding, Liliana Crawford’s life shatters when the church doors burst open and Dante Moretti, the ruthless head of the Italian mafia, claims her as his own. What should have been the start of a safe, predictable life with her fiancé turns into a nightmare of blood, betrayal, and chains. Dante doesn’t want her love—he wants her obedience. To him, Liliana is more than just leverage; she’s a weapon, a possession, a doll to break and reshape. But as days in his gilded cage stretch into nights filled with dangerous temptation, Liliana discovers that beneath his cruelty lies a twisted obsession that burns hotter than hatred. Torn between the man she was raised to marry and the devil who stole her, Liliana must survive a world of violence and power games where every touch is a threat, every kiss a battle, and every promise comes drenched in blood. Dark, intoxicating, and dangerously addictive, The Devil’s Claim is a mafia romance where love is war, passion is punishment, and surrender might be the only way to survive.

Everyone in the company fears Killian Vale—the ruthless billionaire CEO of ValeCorp. He doesn’t speak unless necessary, fires employees without blinking, and has a face carved out of stone. He built an empire on logic and power, not emotion. Then she walks in. Emery Quinn—a soft-spoken, stubbornly independent woman with zero interest in corporate games—takes a job as his executive assistant out of desperation. She needs money to save her younger brother from a dangerous situation. She expects to hate Killian. He expects her to quit. What neither expects is the tension that builds between them—the dangerous, slow-burning tension that starts behind office doors and seeps into stolen glances, late-night calls, and locked conference rooms. But Killian doesn’t do relationships. He doesn’t do feelings. And she’s too smart to fall for someone like him. Until the day he finally snaps and says: “You're the only person who's ever made me feel anything, and I hate you for it.”

Lisa battles to weather or not David is slipping from her hands,But just on look at a man who she couldn't even see completely,got her forgetting that David ever existed how could she when he follows her into her sleep. In her dreams, she isn’t alone. The shadows breathe, the walls whisper, and from the darkness he comes… the masked stranger. His touch is fire, his voice a command she cannot resist. He is dangerous, possessive, and mercilessly addictive. Worst of all, he claims her as his body, heart, and soul while the man she loves sits beside another woman in daylight, pretending she doesn’t exist. Torn between shame and desire, reality and dream, Lisa is forced to ask herself: is the masked stranger only a nightmare… or is he real? And when he whispers “Mine”, will she have the strength to fight—or the hunger to surrender?