In The Pines

Emilia Rossi never expected her quiet life as an accountant to lead her into the shadows of the underworld. But when she’s framed in a money-laundering scheme connected to Luca Moretti—the city’s most feared mafia boss—she’s given an impossible choice: help him find the real traitor or face the deadly consequences. Weak and terrified, Emilia is thrust into Luca’s dangerous world, where power, deception, and violence rule. But behind Luca’s ruthless exterior, she catches glimpses of a different man—one haunted by his past and captivated by her innocence. Bound by a reluctant attraction and surrounded by threats, Emilia must navigate her new life in the mafia’s grip, learning to find strength in her vulnerability as she draws closer to Luca. As their worlds collide, a spark ignites between them—a spark that could consume them both. In a world where loyalty is scarce, will Emilia’s fragile heart survive? Or will she be forever lost in the shadows of power?

Amidst the dimly lit room, the tension was palpable as Clyde's vice-like grip closed around Isabella's neck. She struggled to gasp for air, her defiance clear in her eyes. "You are no one for me, do you understand?" Clyde hissed, his fingers digging into her skin. Isabella, her voice trembling but unwavering, met his intense gaze. "And you are the most darkly comedic and nightmarish chapter of my life." Clyde, cruel laughter in his eyes, flung her onto the bed with a brutal force that left her breathless. "Then let's make this chapter even more nightmarish," he taunted, a twisted grin dancing upon his lips. The story takes an electrifying turn when Isabella, longing for a peaceful visit to her grandmother, finds herself back in her home country. However, fate has other plans as Isabella's suitcase, filled with her belongings, gets exchanged with Clyde's bag - full of illicit weapons. Clyde, a dangerous figure entangled in the criminal underworld, cannot allow Isabella to simply walk away after discovering the dangerous secrets within the swapped bag. As the noose tightens, he's left with a limited choices: kill her or hold her captive, forever altering the course of both their lives. Amidst this high-stakes power struggle, a relentless battle for survival and freedom unfolds, painting the pages of this thrilling tale with suspense and danger.

I was pregnant. On my way to deliver documents to Tristan Goldberg, a flash flood struck. Desperate, I dialed his number, praying he’d answer. After a few rings, the call connected. But instead of Tristan, a woman’s voice answered. "Tristan, whose number is this? Do you want to answer it?" There was a brief pause, and then Tristan’s voice, cold and indifferent, cut through. "It’s just my maid. Ignore it. Hang up." And just like that, the call disconnected. Staring at the torrent rising around me, my pulse quickened. I texted him, begging for him to send a rescue team. Minutes passed as the waters climbed to my waist, churning and relentless. Then, a message from Tristan finally appeared. Tristan: [What kind of ridiculous story are you making up now?] Tristan: [Emily, do you think you're eighteen, playing these childish games? I want that document in my hands within thirty minutes, or we're getting divorced.] A surge of terror shot through me as I looked up, catching sight of a heavy branch snapping loose and crashing down. In an instant, everything went dark.

When Charm discovers her sister Clara's shocking death, she's driven to unravel the mystery. As she digs deeper, she suspects murder, but the truth is elusive. Three men emerge as suspects, but they're wealthy, influential, and ruthless. Undaunted, Charm devises a daring plan to infiltrate their lives and expose the truth. Will she succeed, or will her quest for justice put her own life at risk?

- I guess you are Kaya Caravigne? Kara raised her head and smiled... - Yes, that's me. She took the gloved hand offered to her by the young woman in front of her and when the latter took off her hat, the young woman almost fell over. She had in front of her a woman identical to her... Brown hair, blue eyes and white skin... - I am Princess Mirabelle and I have an offer for you... I am supposed to get married in three days with the Sultan of Castamar whom I don't like very much, unfortunately... You are my carbon copy so you will take my place in front of the hotel and be his wife for the next three months... Each month I will pay you a million on your account, after the three months... I will take over. Does that suit you? - Well, I... I'll... - You need the money Kaya and I don't want to marry this man... I think we can clearly do business...? 3 million... was not a sum she could let go and besides, she could realize her dream and have the life she wanted. As strange as this story sounded, she was going to accept... Agree to marry this Sultan... Much later, Kaya would discover that this Sultan was as beautiful as he was cold... - I don't know why you agreed to marry me but I assure you that you will regret it... But the young woman was going to prove to him that she was a worthy opponent and that she could be like him sometimes... - I already regret it Majesty... It's a pity that under this Appolon appearance is a black heart.

College best friends and roommates Moon Cho-ae and Kim Young-mi find themselves constantly blurring the lines between friendship and romance. Forks appear up in the road ahead as they find themselves further apart with more unspoken words between the two of them.

Rogues have kidnapped the Alpha's daughter, Mireille. Now she must survive the winter surrounded by an inexperienced, increasingly paranoid pack. Even though she despises her captors, when the full moon rises, someone is there. In the pitch black one of the vicious Rogues wordlessly worships Mireille, exploring her secret desires. Can Mireille recognize the stranger her soul adores in the dark? Meanwhile Hope is stuck in Alpha Reu's bunker after the Rogue attack leaves her stranded. Six months underground waiting for the ice above to thaw. With her mate vanishing, she is left questioning the strength of their bond. Her childhood crush Cal is a gentleman, but is his wolf? Now they are stranded underground together, enabling the frenzied heat of the full moon to hit hard. Temptation can burn through even the strongest resolutions. NOTE: This is a standalone sequel to Night of the Rogues: Trapped with The Enemy, set 25 years later. It is not necessary to have read the first book.

Daveda Julianne Winters never harbored ill feelings towards her Aunts' family, even though she was often mistreated by them. As a twenty-two-year-old girl who had never been in a close relationship with a man, Julie was sold by her Aunts to pay off their debts. Julie felt very pressured and helpless, she could only accept the fate that befell her.

She's the one girl this player cannot have. A human. I'm dying to claim the redhead who lights up the club every Saturday night. I want to pull her into the storeroom and make her happily scream. She's too pure. Too fresh. Too passionate. Too human. When she learns my secret, my alpha orders me to wipe her memories. But I won't do it. Still, I'm not mate material and I cannot mark her and bring her into the pack. What in the hell am I going to do with her?

“I am sorry, Mr. Thomas, but I am married—" "To an asshole," Thomas interrupted, his voice dripping with disdain. My eyes flashed with anger. "To my husband," I corrected. Thomas raised an eyebrow. "Your husband doesn't know or care that you're crying because he's in there flirting with another woman." My face burned with shame. "He's just socializing," I defended, frustration betraying my words Thomas snorted. "By trying to get into her pants." He smirked, moving closer while I retreated, the space between us shrinking with every step. "I am sorry, Mr. Thomas, but my marital life is none of your business." "Only I can decide that." He said, his smirk twisting into a snarl I opened my mouth to protest, but he cut me off. “Say one more word and I'll have you right here and now" he said, his voice a low, husky growl. His finger traced the curve of my face, my heart racing and I felt my defenses crumbling. In a lightning-fast move, his lips slammed into mine, crushing me with a kiss that was both savage and intoxicating. ****** Two people, different worlds, with just one thing in common - Secrets. What happens when formidable sparks begin to brew and secrets threatens to unravel?