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When Lucas Winters, a successful CEO, discovers he won't inherit his grandfather's fortune unless he marries within six months, he turns to high-end prostitute, Jane, with an unusual proposal. In exchange for a contract marriage, he'll pay her handsomely, and she can use the money to care for her sister's medical bills. They vow to keep their relationship professional and platonic, but as they get to know each other, they can't resist the growing attraction between them. Just when they thought they had everything under control, Lucas's cousin shows up and reveals a shocking secret about his past with Isabella. Meanwhile, Lucas's girlfriend, Sophia, who his family despise, is determined to keep her place in Lucas's life. With the cousin causing trouble and Sophia's deceit exposed, Lucas must choose between his love for Jane and the fortune that he's always wanted. Will love conquer all, or will their contract marriage crumble under the weight of their secrets and lies?

One year after I was confirmed to be a fake heir, all my friends said I was like a completely different person. I was no longer spoiled or entitled. I no longer desperately sought even a passing glance from my parents. And I no longer exhausted myself trying every possible way to win Jane Fraser's love. The harsh reality of financial hardship left me running ragged every day. It also made me understand, with painful clarity, that affection and romance were the most useless things in this world. As they wished, I stopped fighting. I stopped competing for anything at all. Later, when Jane brought the real heir back home, I simply went quietly to the guest room and waited in silence, ready to give up everything that once belonged to me. But those who had long wanted me to be obedient and well-behaved were suddenly driven mad. They asked me, over and over, why I had stopped fighting back.

Jane thought that this is where her new life. Becoming the new CEO of a magnificent fashion company is not easy, moreover she just moved from France to Chicago to replace her beloved papa’ who passed away, now she thinks God has really taken away her life guard, where besides she has to know who the enemy and friends are here she also has to taking care of her daughter at all costs, but what if another enemy of her fashion company is someone who makes her Leaving nothing behind, 'cause he've taken everything in her past love, but why can he appear again after all this time that Jane thought he had died in an accident. She hope it's true, not destiny in disguise or just her imagination because she really doesn't believe in her previous miracle… the man who made her believe in what happiness is but also makes her thrilled who has a big secret...

One accidental send. One ruthless Bratva boss. A love that burns dangerously hot and a secret daughter that could destroy them both. Mindy never meant to send those steamy nudes and explicit videos to her intimidating boss, Maron Korolev, the powerful Pakhan of the Korolev Bratva. It was supposed to spice up her dying relationship... until everything exploded. Fired, heartbroken, and coerced into his opulent palace a gilded cage of luxury and danger Mindy becomes captive to the dark, dominant man who's haunted her fantasies. But Maron is more than tall, handsome, and merciless. He's an obsession incarnate. As passion ignites into scorching nights of surrender, Mindy discovers she's pregnant with his child. In a world of betrayal, family secrets, and deadly enemies, one devastating misunderstanding tears them apart leaving Maron presumed dead and Mindy to raise their daughter alone for seven long years. Now, the ghost from her past returns: alive, unforgiving, and determined to reclaim what's his. With old accusations, vengeful kidnappers, and unresolved desire threatening to consume them, can Mindy protect her daughter... or will she surrender once more to the ruthless serenade of a man who could be her salvation or her ruin? A steamy, suspenseful Russian mafia full of alpha possession, second chances, heartbreaking twists, and a hard-won happily ever after.

Three years after my fiancé fell off a cliff while on a sketching trip in the mountains, I walked straight into his solo art exhibition by accident. And there he was, the man I hadn’t been able to forget for a single day, gently adjusting the scarf around a young woman’s neck. Every wall around us was filled with portraits he once promised he would only ever paint for me. Yet now, every single one of them was of her. Beside me, Timothy Hansen, his closest friend, the one who had helped me handle the aftermath back then, grabbed my arm. “Lexie, don’t do anything rash. Ethan had his reasons. He was rescued by Jane after the fall. He hit his head and lost his memory. It wasn’t on purpose that he didn’t come back.” I gave a wry smile. “So he lost his memory. Did you lose yours, too? If Ethan was alive all this time, why didn’t you bring him back? You watched me spend the last three years drowning in pain, surviving on sleeping pills. Was that entertaining for you?” Timothy said nothing. He didn’t even dare to look at me. Meanwhile, the girl—Jane Green—shrank back, hiding behind Ethan like a frightened animal. Then, Ethan finally looked at me, his expression cold and distant. “Ms. William, I didn’t come back because I didn’t want to. Jane is the one I love. As for the past, since I don’t remember it, just think of it as something from a past life.”

I was reborn back to 1975, when the child in my womb was three months old. I did not tell anyone and quietly had an abortion. However, I still wrapped cotton around my belly every day, pretending the baby was still there. In my past life, my husband Declan Huxley's childhood sweetheart Jane Patton and I gave birth on the same day. She had a healthy, ordinary baby boy. But my child looked nothing like us—he was mixed-race, with features of the Valorian people. Declan and I were both locals, so there was no way our son could look like this. Enraged, Declan scolded me in front of everyone, accusing me of cheating on him and having a disgraceful affair with a Valorian. No matter how many times I explained, no one believed me, and I became the shameful woman everyone pointed at. Worse still, Declan reported me and handed in some foreign letters he found at home, which led to me being taken by federal agents and sentenced as a spy. I spent ten years in prison, and when I finally walked out, I was nothing but skin and bones. Meanwhile, Declan had climbed the ranks for his so-called loyalty to the country. He held Jane's hand and brought along my real son, Seth Huxley, then threw 500 dollars at me like it was charity. He said, "Back then, Jane was accidentally deceived by someone else and gave birth to that brat. Unlike you, she has a gentle nature and couldn't endure hardship, so I had no choice but to switch your children. "This money is payment for your ten years and your reputation. You have a criminal record, and I already filed for divorce long ago to be with Jane. Seth also thinks you're not worthy of me, so you better take care of yourself." Seth also looked at me with disgust. "Mommy Jane treats me very well, and she's not like you; she's never been to prison. I don't want a mother like you!" When I learned the truth, the fury was so overwhelming that I had a stroke and died in despair. In this new life, I want to see how they plan to scheme against me when the child is already gone.

The novel was set on year 2024 at Britain, mostly in Cambridge and London. This follows and combines the timeline of the following book "Pride and Prejudice(1812)" by Jane Austen William Darcy Jr. is at his 20 trying to find answers how his parents broke up when he was young, on his way, he will endure the pain of truth and reality.

I was supposed to marry his son. One night with the Don changed that. Two weeks before my wedding, I caught my fiancé cheating. He’s using my nudes to force me down the aisle. Broke and desperate, I say yes to one night at an elite BDSM club—just to feel wanted again. I never expected the man under the mask to be Alexander Thorne. Vegas mafia Don. Cold, possessive, and off-limits. Four days later, I’m standing at my engagement party as he introduces me to his father. _His father._ The man I slept with. David needs me to marry him for his inheritance. Alexander needs me to stop it. His solution? A contract marriage: one year as his wife, ten million dollars, and one rule keep it professional. My ex has other plans. He sends me into Alexander’s mansion as a spy, with blackmail as my leash and one mission: steal the key to his safe. The only thing David forbids? Don’t fuck my father. Don’t fall for him. Too late. Alexander doesn’t share. He doesn’t lose. And now I’m his. In a city built on secrets, betrayal, and power, our contract marriage is the most dangerous game of all.

“Touch me again, Daniel, and I’ll break your jaw.” Jane Riley never imagined saying those words when her first love walked back into her life. After losing her mother and nearly losing her father in a devastating crash, she rebuilt herself through a nonprofit for underprivileged children, turning pain into purpose. But as donors withdraw in silence and contracts are abruptly terminated, she is days from losing everything she sacrificed her heart to build. Then Daniel Logan returns. Eight years ago, he vanished without a word, leaving her shattered. Now a powerful billionaire, colder and impossible to ignore, he says, “I’m here to fix what I broke.” As unresolved tension resurfaces, Daniel claims his rival Jonathan Pierce orchestrated a fire and her father’s accident in an insurance fraud scheme. With threats escalating and her reputation under attack, Jane must decide whether to trust the man who once abandoned her or the enemy offering security at a price. Because if Daniel is telling the truth...someone is willing to kill to keep it buried.

HELLFIRE HORSEMEN: BOOK 1 Ruin is not only a Beta to Alpha Ryker; he's the reincarnation of something much darker. When Alpha Ryker sends him on a mission to be the bodyguard to a prominent Alpha's daughter, he expected it to be a straightforward thing. But when he first lays his eyes on Chloe Jane, and inhales her scent, he feels the pull of the mate bond, but since she is blind, the bond seems to be one-sided. Oh, fate can be cruel... Chloe Jane wasn't born blind. But she has always known darkness, and it is not only from being sightless. When she first meets Ruin, there is an immediate attraction even though she cannot see him. His scent seemed familiar and felt like home. But how can the Goddess mate these two, who already share a dark history? *** I narrow my eyes because I know this man. He's older, but…The last time I saw him was fifteen years ago after a botched rescue mission to save his wife and daughter… I try not to show my surprise at what I've just realized, because there's no bloody way it can be true. There's no way this is the same man from back then, and there's just no f*cking way that this woman in front of me is— “I see you've met my daughter already; this is Chloe Jane, your charge for the next few months, he says, shutting up my doubts. Now I understand Ryker's words better; and as that realization sets in, I can finally hear the word my wolf is saying. Ryker is cruel, but the Fates even more so. How could they mate me to a woman I nearly killed, a woman whose life I ruined by my careless actions?