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“You’re truly going to get married to Silver?” Liam looked at me with so much sadness which broke my heart the more. “This is the only way out Liam. Move on with your life and forget about me. Our love was doomed right from the onset,” I answered with a poker face even though I was hurting way more than him. This was the only way out. I knew I’d regret it but I had to get married to Silver even though I knew my heart would always belong to Liam and would always yearn for him. ___________________________________________________ Maya Allen, a poor orphan meets Liam Taylor, CEO of the biggest company in their city after breaking up with her ungrateful boyfriend whom she had been taking care of. They eventually fall in love. However, Maya’s life takes a drastic turn after she meets Silver Grey who tries everything possible to win her love even though he knows Liam and Maya are in love. What happens when Maya finds out a shocking truth about the Two men Liam and Taylor who are pining over her?

For four years I was his secretary, and for four years I warmed his bed. I knew everything, from his family business to the secrets he whispered to me at night. But to him, I was nothing more than a toy he could summon whenever he pleased. The moment his first love, Sofia Costa, flew back into the country, he humiliated me without a second thought. He kissed her in a Sicilian church, abandoned me on a rain-soaked road with a gash ten inches long on my calf, and later dismissed me with a cold, cutting line. He said I was someone unimportant, someone he could simply ignore. She waved the tulip plush he'd given her in front of me. "I'm the only one he loves. You were just a stand-in." While I rebuilt my life in Chicago and finally found some peace, this ruthless Mafia don knelt outside my door, eyes red with emotion. "Elena, come back to me." I kicked his hand away with a smile. "Your so-called devotion disgusts me."

“Lick my cum, princess,” his deep, filthy voice growled as he fisted my hair. “Get on your knees and lick every drop from my dick like the greedy little cumslut you are.” I caught my lying ex balls-deep inside my best friend the same day I learned the brutal truth: I was never infertile. He was. For three years he let me destroy my body with injections and shame while hiding it like the pathetic coward he is. Heartbroken and raging, I drank until I couldn’t feel anything… then let a silver-haired, tattooed stranger ruin me in his hotel bed. He fucked me raw, choked me senseless, filled me with load after load, and made me scream “Daddy” while I came harder than I ever had in my life. The next morning, my cheating ex begged me to meet his stepfather — the same dominant bastard who had just owned every hole the night before. I walked in… and locked eyes with the man who had stretched me, used me, and pumped me full. Now he’s supposed to be my future stepfather-in-law. Instead, I’m sneaking away every chance I get to ride his thick cock like a dripping slut. Moaning and creaming all over him while my ex waits in the next room. Begging him to breed me deep. Choking on his cock until tears run down my face. Letting him bend me over and use me in the most depraved, filthy ways imaginable. I know how sick this is. I know he’s older, dangerous, and completely off-limits. But the more he corrupts me… the wetter, greedier, and more addicted my needy little cunt becomes. So tell me, Daddy… Can I ride you again?

Emma Reed never expected temptation when she stayed over at her best friend’s house—but she got more than she bargained for. Luca Carter, her best friend’s dangerously attractive older brother, is reckless, charming, and untouchable—or so it seems. But Emma soon learns his playboy image is a carefully built shield, hiding a past heartbreak that left him wary of love. For Emma, desire is confusing. Friends have long whispered she might be lesbian. Even she has wondered if something is “wrong” with her, because men never stirred her in the way they stirred other girls. And yet, Luca awakens something deep and undeniable in her. As they give in to forbidden passion, secrets begin to unravel: Hannah, Emma's Best Friend, is Lesbian and she has been quietly in love with her for years. Mia, Emma’s roommate, secretly envies Emma and Hannah connection, and has her own feelings tangled in the mix. And Luca? He finds himself protecting Emma in ways he never intended, struggling to reconcile his longing with loyalty to his sister. Every stolen glance, every private touch, every whispered name becomes a dangerous game. Can Emma and Luca cross the line without destroying the bonds around them? Or will desire force truths into the open—and hearts into chaos?

After the death of her mother, Amelia's life turns upside down. She is forced to leave the life she once knew and start all over again in a new small town. Starting fresh seemed easy...not. Not only is she to live with the man she never knew of (her father) but she can't help but be taunted by a pull toward that obnoxious tall and incredibly handsome boy who gets on her last nerves. But things in this small town are not all what they seem and Amelia finds out the hard way - How do you tell your human mate that all you want is her taste on your tongue? -Raiden What is going on with me? Why am I so wet for him?- Amelia 【Book 2 after She's Mine To Claim: Tasting And Claiming His Luna】

After five years of being treated like trash, enduring grueling fertility treatments, and suffering through six devastating miscarriages, Clarissa Bright is discarded by her husband, Drake Hudson, so he can marry a wealthy young heiress. Drake thinks she’s going to walk away with nothing and cry herself to sleep. ​He has no idea who he’s truly dealing with. ​A wild masquerade one-night stand leaves Clarissa pregnant with the city's most ruthless, powerful tycoon: forty-eight-year-old Valentine Gaston. Coincidentally, Valentine is also the adoptive father of Drake’s new fiancée. Weaponizing the accidental pregnancy, Clarissa secures a one-year contract marriage with the billionaire. And when she steps into the Gaston mansion, she isn't just the new mistress of the house—she is her ex-husband's worst nightmare. Drake divorced her because he claimed she was "barren." Now, he has no choice but to respect her as his legal stepmother-in-law. ​But as Clarissa unleashes her revenge, will her traumatic past strip her of her ultimate trump card, exposing her to another round of public humiliation? Or will she lose her baby, her vengeance—and her heart—to the city's most ruthless mogul before the contract ends?

It started with a sudden downpour. I turned around to buy an umbrella. By the time I got back, Winston Sterling had already draped his overcoat across Sera Thorne’s shoulders. He pulled me under the umbrella, his tone gentle, as if soothing a spoiled child. "Sera can't handle the cold. Just let her have it this once, Nat. Be a good girl. Don't make a fuss." I looked down at my own shoulder, which was already completely soaked through. I didn't say a word. We had been building our startup for five years. Everyone always said Winston and Sera were the dual heart and soul of Sterling Tech. One wrote the code, while the other pitched the product. Meanwhile, I was the one managing the budgets, chasing down clients, advancing money for our office rent, and pulling all-nighters to grind out business proposals. Yet, all I ever got from him was a single, offhand sentence. "Nat, you're always the reasonable one." But I finally understood. It was always the reasonable one who got pushed out into the rain, time and time again. When the car door opened, Winston practiced an all-too-familiar routine, adjusting the passenger seat cushion for Sera. That was a lumbar support cushion I had bought for myself after injuring my waist. I threw the newly purchased umbrella straight into the trash can. Then, I pulled up my phone and clicked send on the equity exit agreement I had prepared long ago. Three minutes later, his reply came back as a brief, three-word text. "Don't be silly." What he didn't know was that at that exact same moment, I had also opened another email.

On the day we take our graduation photos, Mom and Dad hold up their cameras, snapping countless pictures of my boyfriend and my best friend. In the viewfinder, the two of them lean in close while my parents watch on with proud, beaming smiles, despite my being their biological daughter and the girl Gavin has been dating for the last four years. I stand off in the corner, clad in my cap and gown, waiting for what feels like an eternity, but Mom never once beckons me over to join them. Once Charlotte finishes her photoshoot, she mentions that she still hasn't lined up a decent job yet. Gavin completely forgets I'm even there and instantly leans in to comfort her. "Why don't you come work at the company I just joined? That way, I can look out for you." Dad nods right along in agreement. "Send me a copy of your resume, Lottie. I'll ask around for you. You shouldn't have to settle, especially when it's your first real job." Nolan walks over carrying a bottle of ice water, but he passes it to Charlotte. "Don't sweat the job hunt, Lottie," he says. "My company's hiring. I'll get you an internal referral." It's only when they catch sight of my hand freezing midair that everyone finally remembers that I'm standing right next to them. "Natalie, you should just find a random job and get on with it," Nolan says. Mom chimes in, "Exactly. You didn't major in anything special, so you should be grateful if a company even wants you. Stop being so picky." As Gavin scrolls through the gallery on his phone, his brow suddenly furrows into a frown. "Natalie's blocking Lottie in this one. I'm deleting it." But out of nearly 400 pictures, that's the only one where I exist. I stand off to the side, my hands tightening into fists. It turns out it isn't a matter of them failing to see me. They see me perfectly fine. They just think I'm a nuisance. It's as if Charlotte is their actual daughter, and my boyfriend belongs right by her side. If that's how it's going to be, then I'm taking the job farthest away from home, and I'm never coming back.

"Just help me out this once, man. I just made it to the final round, and I can't leave the game. Help your little brother out for a change? You're the best, J." It was 2:00 a.m. Chad asked me to go downstairs and pick up his takeout. I wanted to refuse because I was still recovering from a broken foot, but he did not look capable of tearing his eyes from the screen for even a second. Thus, I agreed and stepped outside. Without warning, something like a stream of comments flashed across my mind. [No! Somebody stop him!] [That delivery guy is your brother's roommate! He's got a knife!!!] [Lil' Bro knows that already, J! He's using you as a human shield to buy himself time!] I froze. I turned to go back inside. The door would not budge. Chad had already locked it. The elevator chimed down the hall. The comments in my head spiraled into chaos. [The killer is here! Get out of there, Big Bro!]

**Dangerous Addiction: The Woman He Couldn't Replace** Regina Kingston built her life with her own hands — a thriving architecture firm, a marriage she chose freely, a love she never stopped fighting for. But for three years, she has shared her husband with a ghost. Alexander Kingston is everything a woman could want on paper: billionaire, powerful, devastatingly controlled. What no one knows is that beneath the empire he built lies a grief he never buried — Rosalie Hart, his first love, dead in a fire six years ago, and somehow still occupying every locked door, every silence, every place in his heart Regina was never allowed to enter. On their anniversary, while Regina prepares a dinner he never comes home to eat, she overhears the truth she always feared: if Rosalie had lived, his life would have been different. Hers wouldn't have mattered at all. She signs the divorce papers that night. But before the ink even dries, an anonymous call and a chilling photograph shatter everything she thought she knew — Rosalie Hart may still be alive. Now Alexander has five days to prove that what he feels for Regina is real, not guilt, not habit, not a woman wearing someone else's shadow. As old wounds reopen and Evelyn Laurent — his childhood friend, devoted to him in ways he's never noticed — moves through the chaos with a calm too practiced to trust, Regina carries a secret of her own: she's pregnant, and she doesn't know if she'll have the chance to tell him before everything falls apart. Between a love fighting to be chosen and a past that refuses to stay dead, *Dangerous Addiction* asks the question every woman who has loved an unavailable man has asked herself: can you ever truly win against a ghost?