I Keep Craving Craving

Emma dedicated her youth to loving Alpha Draven Sinclair and being a perfect wife for him, but what did she give her in return? He demanded a divorce as soon as his girlfriend woke up from the coma and threw her into the jail for the crimes she did not even commit. Now she is back six years later, to prove her innocence and punish everyone who made her life miserable. And this time, she is not alone as she got a new attitude, a bunch of men trying to win and two adorable kids who would do anything to protect their momma.

Rainora's whole world changes when she heads to New York to make a living to help save her brother who faces a terminal illness. In a mysterious change of events, she mistakenly tramples upon a terrifying murder scene, making her an unwilling eye-witness. Nikolas, a powerful and charismatic figure, offers her a dark twisted choice: become his secretary or face a dangerous end. Left with no choice and bound by a contract she can't refuse, Rainora is thrust into a world of secrets, danger, and forbidden desires. As she navigates this deadly world, she falls for Nikolas, blurring the lines between captor and protector, and igniting a powerful passion to make or break. Would their love survive it? Or would the sacrifices be too much for them to bear?

Fate twists its vines in ways we can't comprehend. For Sylvie, it brought the force of a Tyrant Alpha and the ruthless Salvalor pack. Sylvie learned to live with her handicap. Stay out of business of other wolves and they'll leave her alone. Mostly. War, however, soon reaches her doorstep. Forced to submit to Malphas, one of the last living Lycans, with a bloody streak and reputation for having the shortest fuse, Sylvie's quiet life turns upside down. Run or serve, the choice is easy. Malphas and the wolf within him, Valac, are the two names whispered in fear. Packs are falling, wolves are dying, territories are burning. The sky is red with blood, in his eyes. The thirst for it, unquenchable. He lives for the thrill of the kill, yet struggles to contain his disdain towards wolves. Rebuilding the line of Lycans, and the Kingdom of Silas to its former glory, is most important. Getting revenge is just a convenience. Imagine the surprise when he finds the last village to pillage, before crossing wolven borders, and a hidden gem within it. The Omega runt throws his senses into confused calmness, and for the first time neither he, nor Valac, feel the urge to kill. Refusing to admit, but finding it intriguing, Malphas takes Sylvie as his cup-girl. What threads will fate weave for the two? Will Sylvie survive under Malphas's command? Will he solve the puzzle behind the quiet, little runt or will his anger and cruelty bury her into the ground? Can Sylvie unravel the mystery hidden in Malphas's eyes? Enjoy the slow burning flames and the rusted blood that keeps them going.

It’s nice to love the person you idolize—but Jesabell never expected it to bring such bitterness to her heart. She had hoped for more from Tyron, the young man who cared for her since her parents’ death. She longed for him to love her the same way she loved him. But when another woman enters his life, Jesabell’s hope is shattered. How could she compete with someone who not only mimicked her personality but also seemed to play the role better than she ever could? It hurts. Jesabell wants to free herself from the fantasy she built in her heart and mind. But how can she break free when Tyron refuses to let her go? Will she remain heartbroken, allowing those pretenders to see her as a loser? Or should she give them exactly what they want—showing them her worst side and taking her revenge?

Kehidupan yang berkecukupan tidak selalu membuat seseorang bahagia. Terbukti dengan kehidupan dua pribadi, Keenan dan Lilian. Keenan yang memiliki trauma dengan wanita, dan Lilian yang memiliki sakit hati serta trauma dengan masa lalunya, membuat mereka tidak bisa menerima kehadiran cinta begitu saja. “Mari kita selesaikan masa lalu terlebih dahulu baru menjalani hubungan yang lebih serius,” ujar Keenan. “Memaafkan bukanlah hal yang mudah untuk dilakukan. Tetapi, demi cinta dan diriku sendiri, aku akan mengusahakannya,” jawab Lilian. Bagaimana cara Keenan dan Lilian melewati proses kehidupan untuk meraih kebahagiaan bersama?

Abducted at eight, I grew up knowing nothing but pain and wildness, until ten years later I returned to my family. However, the memory I had of a loving family, tarnished into pieces. To them, only reputation matters, including my childhood lover, who sadly loathes me. Not to mention my adopted sister's relentless schemes. Tired of their sick games, I run away on the night of mu engagement. Now, I'll no longer return to them, or tie myself to any rules... However, little did I know, my fate had already tangled to the most eligible bachelor of the country, who happened to be my Groom's cold brother, with whom I'd embark a journey I had never imagined. Hi, I'm Bellatrix Valdez, and this is my story....

The night before her wedding, Tyrra’s life falls apart. She finds her fiancé in bed with his sister. Heartbroken, she meets a handsome stranger and spends one passionate night with him. By morning, he’s gone. Six years later, Tyrra is a single mom with a thriving career. She’s asked to interview a rich, private man—and it’s the same man from that night. His name is Lemar Domino. She knows him instantly. She’s been searching for him for years. Lemar makes her a deal: spend a month with him, and he’ll give her the interview. Tyrra is torn. She wants the job, but she also wants to leave the past behind. As they spend time together, their connection grows, but Tyrra is hiding a secret. Lemar doesn’t know he’s the father of her child. Then her jealous sister Grace tries to steal Lemar for herself. Can Tyrra and Lemar overcome lies, jealousy, and misunderstandings? Or will their past keep them apart forever?

After a devastating breakup with Zane his unfaithful ex boyfriend, and the collapse of his family, Jude’s world couldn’t get more complicated — until it does. A drunken night leaves him waking up in a stranger’s bed, with no memory of how he got there. Oliver claims he only helped, but Jude doesn’t believe a word. Then the unthinkable happens: Oliver walks through his front door, introduced as the son of his father’s new girlfriend. Forced to live under the same roof, Jude’s suspicion grows — and so does the pull between them. But the closer they get, the more tangled the lies become. Some connections were never meant to happen. Some are impossible to escape.

“Why does he always look so dirty?” Amara says making a face. I turn and look in the direction she’s facing and my heart beats faster. Leo is walking across the school parking lot to the school entrance. Leo has his down, he is a pair of jeans that are weathered. He paired it with a long white T-shirt and hoodie. I don’t see any dirt on him but maybe Amara has extra-ray vision. Maybe she can see something we don’t. “He doesn’t look dirty” Gea says and giggles. I want to say exactly but I don’t, whenever we talk about boys it always ends up in a fight. And I don’t want to fight today, we have tests today and I need good vibes only.

I died the day my husband forced the doctors to take our baby from my womb. I thought I’d never love again after losing my ex-boyfriend to a heart attack. But fate gave me a second chance. I married the man I adored, a billionaire named Maxwell. Just when I was about to share the joyful news of my pregnancy, I caught him getting cozy with my best friend, Morgana. Worse, he believed her lies: I was a drug addict. The truth? I was battling a severe mental illness triggered by my ex’s death. I needed medication to cope, but Maxwell never cared to understand. He refused to believe a word I said. They locked me away in a private rehab clinic. But that place wasn’t for healing, it was a trap. Morgana used it to cut me off from Maxwell and torment me without consequence. And just when I thought things couldn’t get worse… Maxwell signed off on a surgery to take my baby. I lay on that cold operating table, tears streaming down my face, and died in the fire that followed—broken, betrayed, and alone. But I never expected to wake up again. This time, I have a new life. A new family. And even one of my children survived. Maxwell, Morgana—this time, I’m coming back. And you’re both going to pay.