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Torn between a fight for love and survival, Eleanor must stand her ground as the Alpha she is in love with, has nothing but good sex to offer. A sex she will never be able to refuse. What happens when the Alpha she cherishes, peels open her deepest wound? Will she ever be able to forgive him or herself when nature finally unveils itself? **** Alpha Cruz had gotten her as a pet. Nothing but a stand-in for his real bride. Until he starts to crave her presence and her perfect body. What happens when she becomes his biggest threat? What becomes of them when she looks like she will be his downfall? Especially when his real bride shows up. Find out about Alpha Cruz's and Eleanor's complicated yet beautiful love life, and who knows, they might be your next favorite heroes.

Marcus Halverin is used to winning. As the university’s star athlete, confidence comes easily — along with the belief that the world revolves around him. Kelsey Vale disagrees the moment they meet. Kelsey Vale works too hard, studies too much, and has zero patience for arrogant athletes born into privilege — especially when one of them turns out to be the son of the wealthy family employing her mother. Sharp-tongued and impossible to intimidate, she refuses to treat him like campus royalty, and their instant dislike quickly turns into an all-out rivalry. Their rivalry quickly becomes legendary, fueled by insults, competition, and a stubborn refusal to back down. Yet beneath the arguments, Marcus begins to notice the girl who challenges him without fear, and admiration turns into something far more dangerous. He falls first for her, quietly and completely. Kelsey refuses to trust it. Boys like Marcus don’t change, and she refuses to become another girl dazzled by his world. She fights her feelings. But when someone new enters Marcus’s life — effortless, beautiful, and willing to give him the admiration Kelsey never would — he finally stops chasing what he cannot have. Then Kelsey realizes she is deeply in love with Marcus already and she cannot watch the man she loves go with another woman.

She had everything she always hoped for — a loving boyfriend, great parents, and a trustworthy best friend. Or so she thought. Emily had always hoped that Dorian, her boyfriend, would be her mate. On her eighteenth birthday and the day she ought to find her mate, she was found dead in her room. How she died and who murdered her was a great mystery. What happens when Emily is given another chance to live? Another chance to get those sweet and caring vibes away from her. A chance to get her revenge on the people that murdered her? But it seems all more complicated when she meets Alpha Roman, the Alpha of Red Creed Pack. He is her real mate and Emily is willing to use him to get her revenge.

Tak ada yang pernah lebih menakutkan dari ini.. Setiap malam bayangan itu terus menghantuinya, membawa imajinasinya ke mimpi terliar yang tak ia harapkan. Sepasang manik sepekat darah tersebut menecekiknya tepat pada setiap bulan Purnama. La Franie Rosetta, keturunan terakhir dari pemilik darah mawar atau Rose Blood, pada tahun itu berumur 20 tahun, sepulang melakukan doa ulang tahun, iblis itu mulai merangkak memburunya ke lingkaran gelap. Neon Valient, pangeran Dhampyr yakni sebuah mahluk campuran yang terbentuk akibat dari perkawinan vampir dan manusia. Ia bukan vampir dan juga bukan manusia. Untuk mewujudkan keinginannya menjadi Pure Vampir, ia harus menggagalkan ramalan Demriasi, tentang Rose Blood yang akan melenyapkan kaumnya.

In her previous life, every time she met him, she avoided him as if she were avoiding evil despite him using all sorts of tricks, from coercion to love, but she didn't love him. But after being reincarnated with another life, she meets him again and falls into deadly love traps.

“Look at me.” I didn’t. A finger slid beneath my chin and forced my head up. “I said look at me.” His voice wasn’t loud. It didn’t need to be. The room felt smaller with him in it. Harder to breathe. Harder to think. “You don’t speak?” he asked softly. I shook my head. A slow smile touched his lips. “Good.” After betrayal stole her voice and the hospital stole her hope, she woke up in the back of a moving container… about to be sold. Dragged into Podolskaya territory… a city ruled by mafia bloodlines and silent brutality, she becomes property inside a fortress where fear is currency and mercy doesn’t exist. And at the center of it all stands Rai Mikalov. Cold, untouchable and dangerously observant He doesn’t shout. He doesn’t threaten. He simply decides. Unable to speak, and trapped in a world where weakness is hunted, she quickly learns one thing, silence can be a weapon. Or a death sentence. But Rai didn’t choose her by accident. And the reason why might be far more dangerous than being sold. In a world where fear feeds power and love is a liability… What happens when the most dangerous man in the room becomes obsessed with the one girl who cannot beg?

On her sister's wedding day, Myra finds herself being dressed in bridal clothes, walking down the aisle and marrying her sister's fiance in her stead. The day that was supposed to be perfect turns into her worst nightmare as she gets hitched to the cold-hearted Vampire Lord Damian Beaufort. [Book 1 in Vampire's Bride duology] [Book 2 available in the APP

West Ryder. Also known as the son of Gilbert Ryder, a business tycoon who runs legal and illegal businesses. Numerous people have attempted to dismantle and compete with their company, but nobody has been successful. West is feared by everyone who knows him; his family has many contacts, so he can get out of whatever trouble he gets into. Not until he meets Cheska Herrera, the woman who will change his life. Would he sacrifice everything he has for her? Or let the enemy ruin the plan he has on marrying her.

My anxiety spiked during our wedding photoshoot. A sharp pain stabbed through my chest. My fiancé, Caius—the Falcone family heir—was helping his adoptive sister, Fiorella, try on my wedding dress. He didn't even spare me a glance. He was on one knee, focused on adjusting the lace on Fiorella’s hem. Before we’d even left the shop, Fiorella posted a selfie in the dress. She was all smiles, my fiancé standing beside her, posed like her groom. Calmly, I pulled out my phone. I sent a message to a painter I keep on retainer. "A royal portrait. The two of them. Old-world style. Use the cheapest materials you can find. I want the frame dripping with fake diamonds. Make it look like trash." I'll have it sent to Fiorella. A wedding present. The note will be simple. "A work of art as priceless as your bond. Best wishes on your wedding."

Ever since my wife had that oversized custom sofa delivered, she'd been sleeping in the living room every night. Whenever I tried to bring her back to the bedroom, she brushed me off with the same excuse—she was tired. Sometimes, she even locked the bedroom door from the outside. I would hear muffled, muffled sounds coming from the living room late into the night. The door wouldn't open again until the next morning. I couldn't take it anymore. The day she gave birth, she had just been wheeled out of the delivery room, still lying on the hospital bed, too weak to even sit up. I refused to hold the baby. Instead, I told her I wanted a divorce. Her eyes turned red as she stared at me. "Just because I've been sleeping on the couch every night, you're divorcing me, right after I give birth to our child?" I didn't hesitate. "Yeah."