Kankuro Son

When Idrish is accused of killing an elven royalty, the female hunter is forced to join the winter arena in the king's favor. But as a commoner of Springgan, a country with a bloody history of slavery and hierarchy, can she protect the ones she loves...when she can barely protect herself? *** What happens when an elf is in possession of a power that's beyond one's social standing? Idrish Aeric is living at the bottom of Springgan's strict hierarchy, barely able to scrape a living for her younger siblings through hunting and foraging. Her simple life flips when she receives a legacy from a royal elf and she has to run to protect her family. In order to escape death, she's forced to enter the elven royal family through marriage and join the winter arena in the king's favor. But in a world ruled by power and slavery, is Idrish ready to step up her game to change the system--or will she wind up dead before the song of the winter solstice plays?

Today I made dinner on my own just for them. I cooked everything that they like to eat but now it is too late, they are not back yet. It is one week of our marriage and they are this ignorant towards me. My Friends used to say after marriage, the husband does not give you priority at all. I never trusted them but now it seems they used to tell the truth. One week and my both husbands are ignoring me like I do not matter to them that is not what they used to do before I need to talk to them. I am not feeling well about their behaviour towards me. Soon I heard footsteps coming towards the room and I smiled because it was them. But the smile vanished when I saw them. They were not alone with other girls. They both brought other females with them in our bedroom. "What the fuck is this shit?" Dominic growled as he saw the decorations I did In a second everything was destroyed! "Dominic, what are you doing? Why did you do that?" I asked him "Because we do not like this shit. Now get out of this room because we are going to have our sweet time with our companions." Hunter said and I looked at them shocked "Hunter, what are you even saying? Have you gone mad?" I asked him "Enough of your drama bitch! Now get lost from here and sleep in any fucking room you want. Leave our room right now." Dominic said and dragged me towards the door to push me out Lust is exactly what they felt for her Love is exactly what she feel for them They saw her as an object She saw them as her world

At the age of fourteen, Nathania Sarmiento started working as a striptease performer. She was a strip dancer but never a prostitute who perform s*xual activity for money. Nathania does not have a choice but to strip in front of men two times in a week to have money and feed her siblings. Her parents are in jail so she needs to support her siblings financially. One night, she met this billionaire named Warren Anderson. A cold-hearted, arrogant investor and businessperson. The latter paid her manager with a large amount of money in exchange of her virginity but she refused giving it to him. She left him in the room drooling over her. Next thing she knew? The strip club she was working for seven years was forcibly closed with unknown reason. Her manager then advised her to go to Anderson's company and try her luck to apply for work. Therefore, she left with no choice but to go there. The billionaire accepted her immediately but in one condition. She'll live with him.

Robert was the Prince of the Kingdom of Western Wind. And he had everything. The crown. The adoration of the people. The utmost respect of noblemen inside and out of their borders. But amidst all the riches and privileges given to him by birth, Robert was unhappy with his life. Shackled to an arranged marriage and struggling with his estranged father, Robert wanted more from life. But at the same time, he didn't want to disturb the peace of everyone surrounding him. That was until she arrived.

Synopsis for Lycan’s Windsong Born beneath the aurora and blessed by the Moon Goddess, Alora Windsong has always stood apart—white hair, pale eyes, and a voice that can bend emotions with every note she sings. Her bloodline carries a sacred gift, one said to awaken the deepest soulbond when a Windsong meets their fated mate. But Alora’s life is far from charmed. Living under her grandfather’s shadow, cast as the outcast beside her spoiled sister, she’s desperate for freedom and a future of her own. That future shatters the moment she meets Blaise—a powerful, magnetic Lycan who is everything she’s been warned to avoid. The poster child for ‘Bad Boy Biker,’ and he doesn’t belong to her pack. Their fated mate bond is instant, electric, and utterly forbidden. One touch, one kiss, and she knows she can never let him go. Now they are forced into secrecy—stolen moments, hidden nights, passion that blazes hotter than either of them can control. To claim each other openly, they must risk defying her Alpha, her bloodline, and the laws that could tear them apart. But fate doesn’t care about rules. And once a Windsong has sung her mate into her soul, there is no undoing the bond. Forbidden desire. Dangerous secrets. A love written in moonlight and sealed in song. ***Disclaimer: This is an adult erotica romance novel intended for readers 18 and older. It contains explicit sexual content, mature themes, and intense, steamy scenes. Reader discretion is advised.

When my mother walked away from my cheating father and married my professor, I thought our lives were finally settling I was wrong—dead wrong. Moving into the Sterling mansion at nineteen threw me into a world I wasn’t prepared for: a dangerously charismatic billionaire… and his two equally irresistible sons. Ethan. Luca. Victor Sterling. Three men. One house. And all of them looking at me like I’m something they intend to claim. At campus, they watch me. At home, they rival for me. Their jealousy is explosive, their obsession merciless, and their desire… completely forbidden. I should run. I should fight. Instead, I’m caught between men who are meant to protect me—not want me. But the real danger isn’t their obsession. It’s the secret they’re all hiding. Because in the Sterling mansion… I’m not just the new bride’s daughter. I’m the prize in a silent war between father and sons. And they'll burn everything— before they let anyone else have me. This book is for readers 18+

Five years after a single night with her high-school first love, Sophia Hart has built a life around two rules: protect Miguel and never need the Milsons. Brian Milson, a renowned billionaire bachelor in L.A returns as her new CEO without any memory of the night they shared together or the love struck girl he left behind. Sophia is forced to work beneath the man who once held her heart. A chance encounter with Miguel pulls Brian’s mother into the truth and sparks a contract marriage meant to fix the family’s image. But as jealousy flares, memories resurface, and a jealous ex strikes where it hurts most, Sophia must decide if she can trust the man who forgot her to love the family he unknowingly made.

**WARNING** This is not your typical love story—older heroine, younger man. Contains explicit s*xual themes, violence, and a forbidden relationship. Reader discretion is advised. * * * * * * * * * * Madeline Bennet thought she had finally found her happily ever after, only to have it shattered in one night. Betrayed and burning with humiliation, she runs straight into the arms of a stranger who knows exactly how to make her forget everything. Younger. Bolder. Addictive in ways she never saw coming. But when morning comes, the truth is more dangerous than she ever imagined—he’s her husband’s estranged son... and the ruthless mafia lord feared by everyone. Dominic Morvanti doesn’t do feelings. He owns. He claims. He destroys boundaries. Not even his father’s wife can stop him. Torn between the ruins of her past and a temptation that burns like wildfire, can Madeline resist him? Or will she surrender to a desire that could destroy her and everything she’s ever loved? * * * * * * * * * * “I'm your father's wife,” I swallowed hard, “—your stepmother.” He leaned closer, his voice velvet and rough against my skin. “You're not my stepmother. You're my perfect little slut.”

"Matt, don't play me, honey, please—" (Beatrice) Beatrice thought her husband had given her a memorable wedding surprise on their first night on the best. But after experiencing unprecedented pleasure, a soft whisper in her ear made her tense, "You are so delicious my stepmother, sorry if I precede my Dad." (Christopher) "W-what, who are you?!" *** How will Beatrice respond to her stepson's rude behaviour? And what does her stepson's mean by that?

Jenny Shaw, my roommate and belle of the campus, had been stealing my skincare products for four whole years. She even used them to fake a wealthy and beautiful persona, becoming a million-follower influencer and bagging a wealthy heir. Right before our graduation defense, her face suddenly erupted in severe lesions, completely disfigured. Jenny immediately accused me, claiming that I was jealous and vicious enough to lace the skincare products with poison! In an instant, I was branded online as the Poison Queen and a dangerous figure. Facing the police, I simply smiled at them and showed them my thesis. [Molecular Deconstruction Analysis of Herbal Medicinal Materials: Skin Regeneration and Reconstruction.] "Poisoning you? That's like a pot calling the kettle black. But thanks for providing me with experimental data!"